The Tree of Existence and Dreams

Lost in dreams, on the branch she lies,
Reflected softly where the water sighs.
A book on her face, the world pushed away,
In thoughts' quiet forest, her peace stays.

In the water's reflection, dreams take flight,
Bound to reality, yet feather-light.
Nature whispers in shadows deep,
Life’s secret resting where stillness speaks.

The tree holds her, a witness to time,
A path to balance, so pure, so sublime.
Find yourself in moments untamed,
Between dreams and truth, life is framed.