Beneath the canopy where legends grow tall,
Whispering giants tell tales of old.
Their branches stretch, a sanctuary for all,
In their shadows, mysteries unfold.
The mighty Sequoias, guardians of time,
With bark like armor, they stand so grand.
Stories of centuries in their prime,
Roots deep in the earth, hand in hand.
The Baobabs, with trunks so wide,
In African sunsets, they rise and gleam.
Holding water, lifeâs essence inside,
In their presence, natureâs dream.
The Cherry Blossoms, a fleeting grace,
Petals like snow in a gentle breeze.
Beauty in brevity, soft as lace,
Beneath their bloom, hearts find ease.