{"id":5733,"date":"2021-04-05T13:22:08","date_gmt":"2021-04-05T13:22:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bokoros.com\/patmos-passage-to-light-and-darkness\/"},"modified":"2022-06-24T10:39:03","modified_gmt":"2022-06-24T10:39:03","slug":"patmos-passage-to-light-and-darkness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bokoros.com\/en\/patmos-passage-to-light-and-darkness\/","title":{"rendered":"Patmos \/ Passage to light and darkness"},"content":{"rendered":"

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”4489″ img_size=”large” alignment=”center” css=”.vc_custom_1611695549555{border-bottom-width: 20px !important;}”][vc_column_text]Patmos \/ opening to light and to darkness<\/p>\n

Matina\u2019s, who had already left for the other Patmos<\/p>\n

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I stared at the pitch, the wood that used to be brought in from the continent opposite to build the foundations of the island houses, and I saw what remained of their ancient light. They were fragrant with their dark memory. Small windows at the height of people\u2019s heads. And in the aura of the few fruitful ones, again the light. Outdoors and the bees buzzing making honey and wax to light it up again. Not a soul in sight. Nothing but their light pouring, making the place overflow, encircled by the sea, to gather up coolness all night long, and whatever was left of the tormented wood of the boats that hadn\u2019t sunk, on the ground, burdened with so much touching and \u2013 yet again \u2013 light. Oh, if only I could show you all this! Angelic and black <\/em>and inside the black\u2026 trees and birds are sleeping.<\/em>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1602089446962{padding-top: 55px !important;padding-bottom: 75px !important;}”][vc_column][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column]