Amidst the verdant canopy they stand tall,
Guardians of time, with stories to tell,
Their branches sway in the gentle call,
Of winds that weave a magical spell.

Roots deep in the earth, seeking the past,
Through seasons of change, steadfast they remain,
In their shade, shadows are cast,
A shelter from sun, from storm, from rain.

Leaves dance in the sunlight’s golden beam,
A symphony of green, a sight to behold,
In their rustling whispers, dreams seem,
Of ages long gone, of tales untold.

Oh, trees of wisdom, silent and wise,
With every ring, a year gone by,
In your embrace, the spirit lies,
Of the earth, the sky, and the endless sky.