Olive Sanctuary
Reflection
In twisted roots and leafy boughs, a tale unfolds,
Of ancient wisdom, peace that never grows old.
The olive tree stands, a sentinel of earth,
A symbol of hope, a beacon of rebirth.
Its gnarled branches stretch, a testament to time,
As leaves dance in the breeze, a soothing rhyme.
The earthy scent of olives fills the air,
Inviting contemplation, a moment to share.
In this serene landscape, worries fade away,
As the olive tree's tranquility holds sway.
A refuge from life's storms, a place to roam,
Where peace and calm reside, in this sacred home.