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the landscape forms a language 

the language is our thinking 

and the eyes follow 

we see in the way we think and talk 

and our experience goes accordingly

our culture inhabits in our soul 

my dear little friend 

:)

autumn 

begins

we have to get started and study
picture ourselves in the classroom of life as tidy little students
and life is ahead of us still all new and fresh and smelling great!

it's been foggy today; reminded me of a wonderful day last year

we walked a lot i remember

today, it is the 27th of august 2012

what is there to remember from this day? nothing really

nothing much an ordinary simple day for the simple man

a woman in her forties died today

the date for her death was this day

yes, it can be; our lives that meet then set apart

different locations where you may transpass

some are transparent like river waters

some are like the rocks

do we choose already? are you sure you chose correctly?

never, never set foot on the land of this ignorant certainty

you may come now

you have to bring the best of you my flower my little child

what is there to find?

each time, in every repetitive act

in those actions of life mundane 

which keep us alive

you may think them as trivial 

but pay your respect 

to find their hidden grace 

under the branches and the roots 

there are routes to take 

get your hands and faces dirty 

mess courageously with the dirt

 

Χρόνια Πολλά 

σαν τα βότσαλα της ακτής 

και τα κύματα της θαλάσσης 

το ζεύγος που μετρά με κίνηση και με στάση 

τον χρόνο 

με το βλέμμα στραμμένο στον Άθωνα 

Χρόνια Πολλά 

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like the pebbles of the shore

and the waves of the sea;

the couple which counts time

in movement and in stillness

wish for many years of life ahead of us all