And there I saw my thoughts trapped.
Aegean summer light showering around.
I sought shelter in the comfort of my childhood
shadows - bliss is the belfry.
Saint George's bells tolled midsummer noon.
One last line remains to cast off.
Then there shall be the open sea.
Set a blue sail - homebound .
A blue roof and a water mattress.
Homebound to the Archipelagos.
Never shall I be slave to the shadows,
neigh shall I seek shelter from light.
For Abdulah - Ioannispk Son of a pirate