Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Psithurism

An olive tree, I grow in Greece,

And psithurism, a Greek word,

Is oft a conversation piece

Between Greek humans which I've heard,

When they hear rustling of my leaves,

And a serenity they find.

The wind blowing through me achieves

This, and for me is no big deal,

Because I am an evergreen,

I have my leaves all year around,

And nearby humans feel serene,

Cuz wind through my leaves does abound.

Fancy words don't impress this tree.

Psithurism is Greek to me.