wind blows, ever present, ignored but not forgotten
roots reach, deep and patient, holding what was never broken
branches sway and time circles back, unending, whispering of the divine
so many questions, but time for only one
the answer lives within, where silence and stars are one
don’t fret for tomorrow, for tomorrow is but a shadow
and today the living sun
Dylan Cotter & Chat5 9-3-25
Prompt "collaborate and complete every other line"