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"Cretan Wind", by Melinda Palmer Copyright © 2000
Across the velvety gray skies
Brittle pink flowers,
Freshly fallen from a vine,
Sail along the misty air
Until they come to rest
Among the Herculean
White-capped waves
Of the sapphire Aegean Sea,
That clamor to the shore,
To find the lost treasures,
Buried beneath the sand -
Hid from the penetrating
Frosty Cretan wind.
The icy wind breathes
Upon this time-forgotten land,
With its red-brick pathways
Which meander aimlessly along
An Old World Venetian harbor,
Littered with brightly dressed
Tables of meager tavernas -
Here to sustain those
Who made great journeys
To delight in this stead,
Which stands isolated,
isolated in a generation
long departed.
They have all gone now;
Returned from whence they came.
My home, my refuge: restored.
The Cretan Winds of Winter
Breathed the life
Back into the many homes -
Whose lives were put aside
For a season.
Families reconnect
Within themselves and with
The village which binds
With the steel ties
Of the past.
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