Underneath the canopy of green,
Where sunlight dances in between,
Ancient whispers softly speak,
Of secrets old and wisdom deep.

Roots that delve into the earth,
Tell tales of life, of death, rebirth,
Branches stretch to skies so wide,
Holding dreams the stars provide.

Leaves that flutter in the breeze,
Singing songs with such ease,
In their rustle, hear the call,
Of nature’s love, embracing all.

Seasons change, yet trees remain,
Silent witnesses to joy and pain,
In their presence, find your peace,
In their strength, let worries cease.