Jul 012011

Santorini Serenade

I sailed in.

As the ship approached that magic arc the engine quietened

I saw the tip top ridge, the sparkling white snow-like houses

The sun warmed the nape of my neck, my arms, and lit the sea and sky

Later from a within a pool of water I gazed at a starless daytime sky

I marvelled at the unique ‘scape, the sea, the tip of volcanic memory

Santorini rippled like a warm shiver down my spine

I am here in this place of promise

And for now – it is all mine

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