In the heart of the forest, where sunlight softly gleams,Stand the ancient trees, guardians of forgotten dreams.Their roots entwined with secrets of the earth,In their shade, new life finds its birth.Their leaves dance gently with the whispering wind,Singing songs of seasons, tales of where they’ve been.The branches stretch high, touching the azure sky,A tapestry of life, where countless stories lie.Beneath their boughs, shadows play in the sun’s embrace,Marking time with grace, in this sacred, timeless place.The rustling leaves, a lullaby for weary souls,In their presence, the heart finds solace and goals.Oh trees, silent witnesses of the world’s grand parade,In your quiet strength, countless lives are laid.May we honor your wisdom and endless grace,For in your arms, we find our place.