Amidst the whispering leaves they stand tall,
Guardians of secrets from ages past,
Roots entwined with the earth’s gentle call,
In their shade, shadows and sunlight cast.

Their branches reach for the endless blue,
A tapestry woven with dreams and light,
In every rustle, a story anew,
Echoes of wisdom in the tranquil night.

The seasons paint them in colors profound,
Emerald to amber, their stories unfold,
In their silence, a harmony found,
A testament to courage, silent and bold.

Oh, ancient giants beneath the sky,
Witnesses of time’s gentle embrace,
In their presence, we find the why,
A reflection of life, a timeless grace.