From the seed beneath the soil, a whispering call,
To reach beyond the shadows, to stand up tall.
In darkness, roots entwine, seeking strength unknown,
Embracing the earth, where dreams are sown.

As time unfurls its gentle hand, in silent grace,
The tender sprout emerges, finding its place.
Bathed in golden rays, it stretches towards the skies,
Unveiling the beauty hidden from the eyes.

Through storms and rains, resilience is its creed,
Each drop a lesson, nurturing the seed.
Leaves unfurl in splendor, a testament to time,
In every gentle sway, a rhythm and a rhyme.

So grows the mighty tree, steadfast and true,
Its branches reaching out beneath the endless blue.
A journey of becoming, of courage and of might,
A symphony of growth, in day and in night.