Hey fam! I'll be posting in depth within a week to catch y'all up on the second half of our trip through Greece, but until then, here's a poetic offering from our time in Delphi...
“Twinkle twinkle little star.”
Never really understood that bar,
Until from ancient Delphi I did peer,
Site once famed for its divine seer.
Where Pythia used to sit on high
And Apollo condescend to pronounce with a sigh,
I in silence stepped out on the deck
And to heaven craned my neck
No need of toxic water or ethylene
Did I employ to observe that gleam,
But with bated breath I merely sat
In silence, I heard not even a crack.
Above me I saw a night sky unknown,
Though the stars I often visited ‘ere I was grown.
Never before had I been so close to each star,
Never before had masking light been so far.
I could hardly call myself learned in their names,
But my! How they danced as if induced by flames,
Like boiling water rippling, leaping out of the pan,
Each jewel of light strained against its allotted span.
Are they resisting their placement in the sky?
Do they want to quit their course and die?
No. They jump to worship the name of the Lord,
Who placed each one on its axis and Life into all poured.
Y'all be good. Talk to ya soon!
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