Honey from the sky, <br />sugar under feet, <br />warm turquoise tea. <br /> <br />I let my senses revel in <br />a territory of tranquility. <br />In modern temples <br />of sun, sand and sea, <br />where all believers, <br />all tourists-pilgrims <br />lie almost nude <br />instead of going <br />down on knees. <br /> <br />I joined the multitude <br />becoming follower <br />of antique Epicurus' <br />school in Greece.<br /><br />ONElia AVElar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sun-sand-sea/
