Love is deeper than a rose, though petals may gleam,
A fleeting display, a fading sweet dream.
Love's roots reach far stronger, in fertile soul's ground,
Where trust intertwines, a bond ever-bound.

Storms may rage fierce, and petals may fall,
But love's sturdy branches will weather it all.
Through sunshine and shadow, its essence remains,
A fire that burns steady, defying life's strains.

For love is a tree, with wisdom and grace,
Offering shelter, a comforting space.
Where hearts find their solace, and spirits take flight,
Love's depth is a mystery, a beautiful light.