Eternal Roots

In twisted branches, ancient wisdom sleeps, A sentinel of earth, where secrets creep. The olive tree stands guard, its limbs outstretched, A symbol of peace, where hearts are blessed. Its roots dig deep, a foundation strong, A testament to life, where love belongs. The leaves rustle, a gentle, soothing sound, As the tree's deep wisdom is whispered all around. In its bark, the stories of the past are told, A chronicle of trials, young and old. The tree's enduring presence, a beacon bright, Guides us through life's journey, through the dark of night. It stands as witness, to the cycles of time, A reminder of the beauty, that's always on our side. In its stillness, we find a peaceful nest, A refuge from the world's turmoil, where love finds rest.