Whispers of the Old Grove

        Secrets carved by silent winds:
        - The bark knows the sun's secrets,
          etched deep in rings of patience.
        
        - Leaves whisper in rhythms,
          coded dances guided by moonlight.
        
        - Roots speak in echoes,
          tracing the history of rain.
        

To decipher the language of trees, listen not with ears, but with the heart's quiet yearning.

Pathways to Understanding