Roots of Wisdom: Lessons from a Tree.

Oh, every soul that walks this land,

Pause a moment, understand.

Look to the tree, tall and still,

Its quiet life, a timeless thrill.

It starts with roots, hidden below,

In humble soil, where life will grow.

No rush, no race, it takes its time,

With every branch, it starts to climb.

The tree does not demand nor cry,

It reaches up, beneath the sky.

It bends with storms, endures the rain,

Yet stands each time, without complaint.

From sun to shade, from night to day,

The tree will stand and never sway.

It teaches us in silent grace—

To slow our steps, to find our place.

So why do we, in constant haste,

Let moments of our lives go waste?

The tree reminds, with each new leaf,

That life is more than just our grief.

It shares its fruits, it offers shade,

It shelters all, no price is paid.

It asks for nothing, yet gives so much—

A lesson here, in every touch.

So let us learn, oh human race,

To stand in peace, to find our grace.

In roots and branches, wisdom flows—

From every tree, a life that knows.

Take time to grow, take time to bend,

For in this journey, there’s no end.

Like trees, we too can stand so free,

If we but learn, from every tree.