The Twisted Tree

In a field of green, where the grass sways free
Stands a twisted tree, a sight to see
With a trunk so wide, and a canopy high
It reaches for the sky, as the clouds drift by

Oh, the twisted tree, in the land of low-poly
Surrounded by rocks, like a geometric folly
A wonder to behold, in this digital scene
The twisted tree, standing tall and serene

The boulders scatter, across the grassy plain
Like ancient relics, in a low-poly domain
The twisted tree, with its leaves so grand
A guardian of the land, in this virtual expand

In this world of pixels, where reality bends
The twisted tree, a symbol of transcendence
A beacon of hope, in a land so strange
Where nature and technology, intertwine and change

Oh, the twisted tree, forever it will stand
In the low-poly land, a sight so grand
A testament to life, in this digital age
The twisted tree, forever on this virtual stage