Santorini

SANTORINI

It feels bright and sunny
every time I step
I feel the fragrance of the sea
before I step again I hear
the sound of the waves
I can see bright white horses
through those waves
desperately crushing to
the shore repeating a never ending cycle
I look up I see the yellow sun
smiling with cruelty from his throne
Ignoring his majesty I take another step
and find a merciful tree to rest
under the shadow.
Light music accompanies my steps
guiding me to the shores where the legends and the Poseidon  awaits.