Olive Odyssey
Reflection
In twisted branches, ancient wisdom sleeps,
A tale of resilience, through seasons it keeps.
The olive tree stands, a guardian of earth,
Its leaves a soothing balm, for the soul's rebirth.
With roots that dig deep, and arms that unfold,
It weathers the storms, young and old.
In muted hues, of green and gold,
It tells a story, of a heritage to hold.
A symbol of peace, in a world astray,
The olive tree reminds us, of a gentler way.
To live in harmony, with nature's design,
And find solace, in its enduring line.