rhapsody
Today, my thoughts are taken out of a playful wave’s tale. In their timidity seem are touching gently the fine sand, but in reality, they're liking better to get camouflaged in a unitary sound of the sea’s Rhapsody from a realm which was created in a fairyland of a savaging cosmos… There… the sea is psychedelically blue in the summer and irritably in the winter, gliding more in a grayish hue. Reason for sailors to describe it as the one with a world of its own meant to urge you at melancholy while its tints penetrate the fiction to conserve the myths, the legends, the poems. This fact affected, in the beginning, the sea’s name, famed as Póntos Áxeinos and later, during the age of colonization, as Euxinus, remaining so for a while, a preferred one, ideal to take you somewhere in a delightful classy colony, where wild ridges have never been conquered, but only the hopes. So, today I walk in a realm touched by those whose muses know a formidable trick to tempt you in music’s phanta
