Some things
can be written on paper
as clearly and as freshly as newly fallen snow
And still...
They will never be fully revealed...
For miracles,
as natural as they may be,
are of unfathomable esssence...
Hence, chances of ever fully communicating them
also suggests a miracle of undeniable and complete alignment
between source and receiver.
On that extraordinary slim line
I have built us a little cabin
I sit by the window
watching the seasons pass me by
And every night I look at the sky
Where the stars are my quivering glimmers of happiness
and the breeze is my companion
The simpler the elements
The greater the understanding.
The sky always understands...
Athens, Greece
23rd November 2020
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And a song...
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