Eternal Branches

In twisted harmony, the tree stands tall, A testament to life's unending call. Its branches stretch, a canvas wide, A dance of leaves, where shadows reside. The trunk, a story of resilience told, Twists and turns, young and old. The roots, a foundation deep and strong, A symbol of the journey, where we belong. In every leaf, a tale is spun, Of growth, of change, of life begun. The tree, a mirror to the soul, Reflecting our path, our heart's goal. In its beauty, we find our peace, A sense of belonging, a world to cease. From earth to sky, it reaches high, A bridge between the earthly and the sky.