planting an olive tree:

what i want to be growing on
this land when i’m dead…
today i planted an olive tree here
so it will talk to others
around the world,
when i’m dead.
some have complained
about the dusty green color
(they were disappointed
after King David’s description)
but i’ve always seen silver flecks
in olive leaves
like angel dust glistening in God’s breeze;
so that is what
i’ll leave here
starting today.
I’ll plant an olive tree
in this little temple
of me.

afterthought:
I want to be
rooted and leaning upwards,
like an olive tree,
i, ancient already.