Blue washing water, rippling, reflecting rays of bright sunlight, covering and turning into a diamond sheet.
Boats, gliding, some rushing through the waves, cargos, yachts, small cruises, speed and ferries, somehow one with the water front.
The wind rustles, moving the bushes and playing with the leaves on the trees.
A gull cries in the clear sky, in the far distance a serine, incisively, fading away.
On a faraway shore, houses, mansions, residences, pink blossom of Judas trees covered in many shades of green flora, uphill.
My eyes are staring over the water strait.
I am standing in the garden, near the water, smiling- almost scary- how peaceful, inside and outside, with the environment.
In my kaki short, white t-shirt with V-neck and flip flaps I am preparing early dinner.
Pieces of juicy meat sizzle on the grill while a breeze is playing circles with the smoke.
Behind me, the house with terrace, a pergola with a roof of grapevines.
Under this coverage the table is set, waiting and ready for dinner.
A smile, intensely fills me, warms me, into my chest while my head turns, slowly.
My wife is watching, smiling to me. The same wind is moving, playing with her dress and blonde hair.
In her hand, another, much smaller hand and on her arm, almost a smaller copy of herself.
Somewhere on the ground between the bushes, in the light, two turtles are worshipping the sun, stretching their body, lazy.
Everything, every goal, objective or desire, starts with a first thought, a dream, a little sparkle.
Use your imagination, close your eyes and see it, visualize it.
See where you want to be? What do you want to achieve?
Make it real.
How does it look like?
What do you hear, taste or smell?
How do you feel?
Describe it, in detail, in your head, from your heart, into words.
Make it alive.
“If you can dream it, you can make it happen.”
Captured in this moment of happiness and eternity my consciousness releases itself and carries me away to the far South where the prophecy stroke the Maiden in the stone tower.
A beacon, a cry, a desire; so real.
I reach for it.