Up in the air, packed in a box,
Cruising across the skies,
I looked down at mighty earth
With my fleshy and mortal eyes;
I realized my mortal self,
Hanging in balance in thin air,
But wonedered how little, if,
To our cherished lives we care!
|| Know no more about me, I, me and myself, in all; Than the perturbations of thoughts and feels, That, everyday, rise and fall.|| For an older version of my blog, visit here.
In the wilderness of the green lush trees, Between the sea and the hills; Mighty Poseidon of the seas - Upon the dazzling beauty of Kerkyra...
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