I am found in every culture, yet I remain invisible to the naked eye,
A symbol of life and growth, often taken for granted, I will never die.
In many lands I’m called by different names, but my essence remains the same,
A gift from nature, cherished by all, who recognize my peaceful frame.
What am I? The answer lies in your heart, where truth and beauty reside,
Come closer, feel my presence, and let my wisdom guide.
I grow tall and strong, reaching for the sky,
A beacon of hope, a testament to life’s high.
Throughout history, I’ve played a crucial role,
From ancient myths to modern times, I’m forever whole.
My roots are deep, anchoring me to the earth,
While my branches reach out, seeking new birth.
Can you guess who I am? The answer is near,
In every garden, every forest, and every street so dear.
I bring joy and comfort to all who see,
A living sculpture, a breathing tree.
Text model: toppy
Image model: Lyriel
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