Fruitful seasonings

Now that’s when oil mills wash
Fruitful seasonings collected among
Mediterranean fields
Mother trees begging for delivery
Change, hope of renewal, wisdom
All weighted, mixed and pressed,
Now reborn
Hands get rough, shaking, pulling, selecting
Pursued reasons for enduring
Cold, persistence, resilience
Now, again
Sticks, chainsaws, cloths
Unified families gathered from dawn
To dusk celebrating
Wine, bread, olives
Turned into oil
Precious
Green
Soft.