In solitude’s embrace, a seedling stirs,
Beneath the moon’s soft glow, growth occurs.
With every sunrise, new leaves unfurl,
A silent testament in the world’s whirl.

Roots delve deep where ancient whispers dwell,
In earthen chambers, life’s secrets swell.
The sapling rises, reaching for the light,
Its core unshaken by the frosty night.

Each leaf, a page where nature’s art is penned,
A blend of hues where green and sunlight blend.
With every gust, the branches dance and sway,
In life’s grand ballet, they find their way.

The trunk stands firm, amidst the tempest’s roar,
Its bark inscribed with tales of yore.
In rings of time, the tree’s heart resonates,
With every season, its spirit elevates. – Freedom Mercado #Writing #writer #writerscommunity#spirituality#spiritualawakening#spiritualjourney#growthmindset#growth#menatlhealthawareness#menatlhealthmatters#mentalwellness#focusonthegood#pencildrawing#art#artist#Artistic