Grecofilia - .......a poem to Greece.......

...a picture poem....

The sounds of Greece

The sounds of Greece

old paths

old paths

and walkways,

and walkways,

walls,

walls,

and old homes;

and old homes;

that restless whispering

that restless whispering

you never get away from

you never get away from

seeping out of stonework, (thanks jill)

seeping out of stonework, (thanks jill)

across thresholds,

across thresholds,

old trees and rocks.

old trees and rocks.

We pass,

We pass,

and softly,

and softly,

they continue

they continue

their truths

their truths

to those of us who'll listen

to those of us who'll listen

saying, there is no past...

saying, there is no past...

or future

or future

to concern us

to concern us

only now.

only now.