Ground

In the quiet embrace of the earth, roots entwine,

Seeking solace in the soil, a bond divine.

From the whispering grass to the towering tree,

The ground nurtures life, a symphony set free.

Beneath our tread, it holds stories untold,

Of ancient times and the futures yet to unfold.

In its humble depths, a secrets lie in wait,

Patiently guarding the mysteries of fate.

With each step, we are grounded, anchored deep,

In the cradle of the earth, our souls do keep.

For in the ground's embrace, we find our place,

A sanctuary of peace, a sacred space.