Tree of Serenity

In twisted harmony, the tree stands tall, A sentinel of peace, for all. Its leaves, a canvas of life and hue, Dancing in the breeze, both old and new. The sun sets low, a burning glow, Casting shadows, as the day lets go. The earth below, a tapestry so fine, Woven with threads of nature's design. In every branch, a story's told, Of resilience, of trials, of growing old. The tree's strong roots, a foundation deep, A symbol of hope, in the cycles we keep. It weathers storms, it faces the test, A steadfast guardian, forever at its best. In its serenity, we find our peace, A reflection of the world's release.