In forests deep, where shadows dance,
Stands a symbol of strength, in nature’s expanse.
A tree, tall and unwavering, it stands,
Teaching lessons of fortitude across lands.

Roots delve deep into the earth’s embrace,
Anchoring resilience, finding their place.
Through storms that rage and winds that howl,
The tree stands firm, unyielding, proud.

Its branches reach for the boundless sky,
A testament to courage, far and high.
Through seasons’ changes, it adapts and grows,
In every challenge, its strength it shows.

From tiny seed to towering form,
The tree teaches us to weather the storm.
In rings that mark the passage of time,
A story of endurance, both subtle and prime.

With leaves that whisper secrets to the breeze,
The tree dances in life’s symphonies.
A shelter for creatures, both big and small,
In its sturdy embrace, they find solace and call.

So let us learn from the tree’s silent grace,
To stand strong in life’s intricate maze.
To bend, but not break, in the face of strife,
And find the resilience to thrive in life.

Like a tree, let’s grow through all we face,
In every challenge, find our own grace.
With roots in our past and dreams unfurled,
We, too, can be strong, like the trees of the world.

(C) Elizavella