From Kalabaka, a walk at first light.
The woods soon reveal the colors of autumn and the cliffs ahead are bathed in a faint golden light.
Other humans appear to appreciate the view, and other animals also share the experience.
From meditation on rocks, monasteries have sprung up in centuries of history.
From the top of the mountain, a copious tree for its chosen view.
Over the horizon, the sister Moon casts her gaze.
One more day in Gaia, one more night in Greece,
One of her oldest daughters,
Of the “known” civilizations.
