Heartwood Ascending
Reflection
In the realm of the sky, a tree stands tall,
Its branches like arms embracing all.
The trunk, a vessel of earthy might,
Divides into two, a heart-shaped light.
Golden leaves rustle, a gentle breeze,
As the tree's spirit begins to seize.
A bird in flight, a symbol free,
Attached to the trunk, a sight to see.
The background whispers, a cloudy sea,
A reflection of the tree's glee.
In this artwork, a story unfolds,
Of growth, of freedom, of hearts made of gold.
The tree's ascent, a journey to the sky,
A metaphor for the soul's sigh.
The artist's hand, a masterful guide,
Weaves a tale of hope, where hearts reside.