The Tree of Life: the true self,
Rooted deeply in the divine,
Stands tall and strong,
Unmoved by shifting seasons,
Resilient through winter's cold
and summer's heat.
It bends not to the winds of change,
Providing cool shade on scorching days,
Its branches stretch wide, offering rest,
Support, and uplift to those in need.
Generating its own healing essence,
It breathes life and music for all creatures,
Its fruit, sweet with wisdom and knowledge,
Refreshing and enlightening.
Revealing truth and inspiration,
The tree of life stands distinct,
Not the forbidden tree of old,
But one that elevates and leads to heaven.
MyKoul
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