The Mount grays because of grief…
The curse of witch came true — distress!
The Rocks were talking with Belief
And holding Fairy by her dress.
In soot — her air castle, yard…
The Fairy sighed, she didn’t cry,
“Mama', remind the Heaven guard
To come for me before I die.”
The Wind was whispering with ash,
The Night was reaching for a song,
“Goodbye, the Sun!” On Earth of trash
The Time was breathing clearly wrong!
The stolen Fairy was all right,
But gloomy Rocks were sad and silent,
“Some Visions cannot sleep at night,
The Sorrow wanders through the Island!”
The clouds covered all the slaves,
The Sky was crying being fault,
And tears were falling on the waves
To make the Sea wake up from salt.
1992
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3. 9. At the foot of Mount Athos. Girl and the Sea
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