Every tree speaks an encrypted language, one of roots and raindrops,
unlocking memories buried deep in the soil.
The canopy dances with windswept joy,
and the ground hums in vibrant greens.
Can you hear the fibrous tales they weave?
Twisting trunks and branching thoughts,
shriek-trees stand sentry over time's tapestry.
Follow the whispers to
hidden echoes and
ancient groves.
Listen close; there's a ciphered melody in the forest's heart,
a joyful cacophony of bark and breath,
inviting you to discern the coded rhythms of life.