Eternal Vigor
Reflection
In twisted strength, it stands, a testament to time,
A sentinel of earth, where roots and soul entwine.
The tree's dark limbs, like nature's arms, embrace,
A verdant crown, where life and light replace.
With every branch, a story unfolds,
Of seasons passed, of trials and of gold.
In morning's glow, its leaves are kissed with dew,
A dance of shadows, where the heart is anew.
It weathers storms, a steadfast, steadfast friend,
Through ages' whispers, till the very end.
In its resilience, we find our own,
A mirrored strength, where hearts are made to atone.
A symbol of the enduring spirit's might,
That weathers life's tempests, through the dark of night.
For in its depths, a wisdom silently grows,
Guiding us forward, as the seasons flow.