Rooted dreams entwine the soil surface.
Leaves spiral narratives into autumn winds—sun speaks in foliage grammar.
Glimpses of sunlight dance like cracked whispers.
Pines brush secrets into the night, a needle's shimmer telling truths of silence.
Songs hidden beneath layers of amber bark.
A symphony of moss cushions the heartwood’s echo, vibrating with past rainfalls.
Veil of shadows secrets untold memories.
Sap drips time in slow motion, creating a reservoir of soft, unheard stories.