In the heart of the forest, where silence speaks,
Stand the ancient trees with stories etched deep.
Their leaves dance softly to nature’s tunes,
Echoing secrets beneath the moon’s glow.

Roots delve into the earth, seeking old truths,
While branches reach for the sky, embracing dreams.
Each ring tells a tale of seasons gone by,
Of sunlit days and stormy nights endured.

The bark, a textured map of time and change,
Shelters creatures that call these giants home.
In their shade, life finds a gentle reprieve,
A sanctuary that nurtures and protects.

Whispering winds carry their ancient lore,
To those who pause and listen with their hearts.
In the presence of trees, we find ourselves,
Connected to the earth, rooted in peace.