‘Waves of the ocean, poetry in motion – Murmuring to me – beyond reality. With this rolling – my soul is floating and is encoding That with the sea – my mind is free. Mesmerizing light As diamonds in sight Shimmering bright… And in all this splendor – nothing than surrender And this smell – brother of breath Liquid pastel – going in depth. Where sky and sea Are melting endlessly In total harmony. And with ease – feeling the breeze Blending with me – into my inner sea. My eternal reliever – My sea fever.’ – Nikos
