Beneath the canopy, where shadows play,
Whispers of the ancient trees softly sway.
Their leaves tell stories of times long gone,
As sunlight dances from dusk till dawn.

Roots deep in earth, branches reach high,
A testament to life, beneath the sky.
In their embrace, we find our peace,
A sanctuary where worries cease.

Seasons change, yet they remain,
Witness to joy, to love, to pain.
Silent guardians of nature’s core,
Each ring a chapter, each leaf a lore.

So let us cherish these giants green,
For in their presence, wonders seen.
In the whisper of trees, hear nature’s breath,
A lullaby of life, defying death.