Terra Verde

In the heart of the earth, a tree stands tall, Its roots deep, its branches wide and all. A symbol of life, of strength and might, A guardian of the land, a wondrous sight. The trunk twists, turns, and grows, A living, breathing, work of art that glows. The leaves rustle, the branches sway, As the wind whispers secrets, in a gentle way. The tree's deep roots, a foundation strong, A connection to the earth, where it belongs. It weathers storms, it stands through time, A testament to nature's beauty, sublime. In its bark, a story's told, Of seasons passed, of years grown old. The tree's presence, a calming peace, A reminder of the world's release.