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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