Varvitsa

Walking the rubble-strewn earthy path,
winding its way in a maze of foliage.
Shifting pebbles to arise dusty fumes,
Aegean breeze caressing the cheek.

Arrive at the dilapidated soccer field,
parched ground paints the lines of play.
Goals exist in mere skeleton posts,
desolation arises in Delphic mid-fields.

Back to the Path

Traversing the mountainous rugged terrain,
glimpsing pure rustic infinity.
Rooted in place as motherland imbues veins;
profound rightness engulfs it all.

Ascend further as day slowly sinks,
equinox looms in sweat-coated sheen.
Gazing fully at the masterpiece of origin,
as sun tattoos its radiance to the retinas.

Trials in the metamorphosis of experience,
emerging tatterdemalion (genius baked wisdom).
Saturated fully, Grecian blood flows strong,
proudly heralding its son home.