Beneath the moon’s soft silver gleam, An ancient pine shares secret dreams. Its needles trace the stars above, Whispering tales of timeless love. A traveler pauses in the night, Hearing echoes of pure light. The wind carries a faint refrain— Memories of joy and pain. In stillness, truths begin to bloom, Beyond the reach of human gloom. One moment, vast and deep and free, Beneath the universal tree.

Beneath the moon’s soft silver gleam, An ancient pine shares secret dreams. Its needles trace the stars above, Whispering tales of timeless love. A traveler pauses in the night, Hearing echoes of pure light. The wind carries a faint refrain— Memories of joy and pain. In stillness, truths begin to bloom, Beyond the reach of human gloom. One moment, vast and deep and free, Beneath the universal tree.