I remember winter in the mountains
how the flakes drifted lightly
crazy dance on the sky's tracks
above the chimneys of the houses!
And yet how they swayed elegantly
the branches of the poplar in the wind and rain
and how the migratory birds
From Ai-Yianniou they passed the metochi!
So everything dances in life,
like the winds holding the sails well,
In a slow waltz the wave on the shore,
but frantic when the meltemi winds blow.
The stars roam the sky
in a dance movement without a stop,
The earth dances to the rhythms of the world,
The children are dancing in the dance hall.
photo pepecantone, https://pixabay.com
