The Patience of Roots
patience coils in silence
roots stretch wide
in the quiet darkness
gripping the soil
its only steadfast friend
breathing deeply from the depths
without a single word
its strength slowly rises
lifting branches
to kiss the sky
a foundation carved in stone
unshaken, unbroken
as storms roar above
it remains untouched
the hand of time will swing
the answers you seek
the tall tree will bear fruit
heavy, golden, and full
a harvest born of silence
deep and enduring
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