Katerina Katsiri

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On the beach

Silence is cut by the waves

their whiteness calls innocence

The most fantastic taste is

the flight of the sea-gulls

The sound of the waves relaxes me

though there is a huge amount of water

Comparing it to the noise of the cities

it's possible to understand God's miracle

Walking on the beach rests my mind

What we possess in the world

is obliged to disappear sometime

like sea-gulls' sudden flight


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