The old tree stands, a guardian, holding stories of seasons; every ring a memory, every leaf a dream unwrapped, rooted deep in the earth, as around it the life unfolds, retold in colors.
- Gary Snyder
The old tree stands, a guardian, holding stories of seasons; every ring a memory, every leaf a dream unwrapped, rooted deep in the earth, as around it the life unfolds, retold in colors.