Loyal to your roots

The plant's roots resemble a maze
With many different routes taken
To flee and begin the next phase.
Tackling new challenges and
Living the experiences.
When the leaves age,
They fall and decompose
But new leaves are then
Born and grown,
Following the path their
Predecessors have shown--
A brand new life to build
On the ancient legacy.
Through thick and thin
The body wears the same skin,
With bumps and bruises
The roots are still firm in the earth.
Simply place your hand over your chest
And inherit the pounding beat of the heart:
Through blood there is creation.