Beneath the canopy of leaves so grand,
Where whispers of the wind do softly blend,
Stand the giants, rooted in the land,
Their silent strength, a force that won’t bend.

Through the seasons of sun and storm they stand,
With trunks so firm, and branches that expand,
They bear the weight of time and shifting sand,
Their wisdom deep, an echo of the land.

In winter’s chill and summer’s blazing light,
They stretch their arms, embracing day and night,
Each ring within their core a tale of might,
A testament to nature’s endless fight.

Oh, trees, you guardians of earth and sky,
Your strength endures as years go swiftly by,
In your embrace, our spirits learn to fly,
Rooted in your power, we reach high.