Olive Trees, a poem by Mohamed El Houssaini at Spillwords.com
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Olive Trees

Olive Trees

written by: Mohamed El Houssaini

 

I miss the rustic beauty of my town surrounded by mountains and olive trees
No matter if it is rainy or sunny the bewitchment of the sky refines the soul
I spent my whole night thinking
A possible alternative, but I can’t
I can’t be thankless
Betraying the place of my childhood?
what a sin!
In the dim light of the aurora
I feel the breeze and peace
I see nothing save green
what grace!
Heavenly leaves charmed speak
of the boon I own
Sorrow there is ephemeral
with the mellifluous voice of birds above
euphoria conquers my soul
Almond trees fetchingly mesmerize my feelings in spring
you are the panacea for everything
As long as I breathe
I’ll be thankful for all your gift

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