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.