The Olive Trees

Noah finds a land
Having olive trees grow 
Which enables the little dove
To bring back hopeful news

I do need that  hope 
To pump my blood flow
Like the push of surging waves
Send the boat back to the coast

Noah finds the land
Having olive trees grow 
Which achieved the little dove 
Of its explorer role 

I do need the olive trees 
To brighten my mind
With the blooming flowers 
To flourish my land
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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