The goddess of Gavdos

Some days she walked the island,  discovering the treasures under the searing sun. Other days she slept after a fitful nights sleep when the howling wind sought refuge on the shore. Today she sat in a restless bit of shade contemplating the goddess both within and without. The island took everything then gave as much as she could stand.

The cicadas drummed her thoughts into submission. Be be be, was all she could hear. The pine needles under her tender thighs reminded her to laugh. Feel, you are human. She knew this was true. You have time, commanded the heat of the day.

The goddess smiled as she turned to the sea and met his wild embrace with her own.


One thought on “The goddess of Gavdos

  1. The fire of the sun warms your pine needles and toasts your Self!


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