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Impressions (my poem)

Olympos fades into blue
The last sun rays give it warmth
I am reminded of the lavenders
beneath the Eucalyptus
at the pine tree of Atlas
As I walk past the giant fennels
I wonder, "are these raindrops?"
"Or tears of joy?"
I cannot tell anymore

My poetry is but an attempt to record feelings. All poems are written in one go. I do not tend to their aesthetic appeal, as that requires extra processing which detracts from my truth in the moment.