With a stride, lighter than his father’s, yet feathered by the same old soil, he shone with pride, his eyes aglow with purpose.
A warm, unspoken invitation to explore and unravel, with love in your heart, the marvels of our world.
They stood by the ledge silently, framed by the sparkling blue sea, looking ahead with homebound longing while the sea parted beneath their feet.
The opportunity to find wisdom within. To find comfort in our own thoughts and feelings, when religion will speak to us of life hereafter, but little of the pain of our remaining days.
Byzantine churches dominate the panoramic view behind, or in between, the many slanted corners, inviting the eye to wander, then to rest, and wander on once more.