Ithaca, the journey home…
Ithaca - a symbol, a destination, a return. Ithaca - a dream, a bow of a vessel, a ship, a safe and windless harbour for the traveller.
Penelope, Telemachus and Odysseus walked on its ancient footpaths.
Its noble mountains and lush, tranquil slopes are untouched by clouds.
Snow-white seashores await the moment of every return.
Cyclopean stones illuminated by the light of time are witnesses of a significant history.
Familiar steps. The shells, having passed from ages before, gently whisper the invitation of memory and history as the mistral blows from the sea.
Well-travelled people return, however late, to the indelible root. The sparse soil gives birth to wild-flowers and nostalgia.