Tzfat Winter

I see a tiny

Bit of sky

Peeking through

The crisp branches

It seems dreary

And gray

But it seems to me

That the rain

Paints the world

Anew

The olive tree

Light green boughs

Fresh against

Gray stucco walls

Washed clean

And the evergreen

Ever green

Aromatic pine needle spice

And rain

From gray skies

To gray

Clean

Renewal

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