In the quiet heart of the forest deep,Where sunlight dances and shadows creep,Stand the ancient titans dressed in green,Guardians of secrets, silent and serene.Their branches reach like arms to the sky,In silent prayer, they sway and sigh,Leaves whisper tales of ages gone by,Of sunlit dawns and moonlit nights.In their bark, the stories of time are sealed,Echoes of seasons, truths revealed,A tapestry woven with wisdom and grace,Their roots entwined in earth’s embrace.Oh, gentle giants, steadfast and true,Breathing life with the morning dew,Your presence a gift, a timeless decree,The steadfast keepers of eternity.