In the quiet of dawn, they begin to sway,
Leaves rustling a melody, welcoming the day.
Roots intertwined in the bosom of earth,
Bearing witness to cycles of death and rebirth.

Sunlight filters through the canopy above,
Casting shadows of hope, whispers of love.
Stems reach high, in a quest for the light,
In this evergreen concert, a daily delight.

Rainfall kisses each petal and leaf,
A symphony of droplets, a moment so brief.
From the tiniest sprout to the tallest of trees,
They dance to the rhythm of the gentle breeze.

Seasons change, yet their spirit remains,
Through summer heat and winter’s cold chains.
A testament to endurance, in green they stand tall,
The silent guardians of nature, the plants that enthrall.