Beauty, born of simplicity and elegance, though faded with the passage of time, endures forever
Gazing out towards the Aegean Sea, my eyes settled upon a church perched on the cliff edge. The beauty of Greece pierced me with profound clarity. The character of the nation was reflected in the land and its architecture; faded and worn yet proud, warm and truly beautiful to behold.
The monastery emanated an aura of serenity and reverence. Besides the rustling of leaves and the wind dancing amidst the treetops, I was all alone. As the sun hid behind the clouds I gazed upon the facade of the monastery. Forlorn, decaying yet defiant in it’s timeless beauty, it captured my imagination. Looking up at the archaic entrance of the monastery, I read with a sense of reverence the ancient Greek inscriptions, “Let the love of Christ be the light of your life that guides you”. I stood in awe and silence. The words resonated within the depths of my soul and my heart stirred with sheer love for whom I loved most, Christ Jesus. Eventually passing through the doorway I felt an immense sense of tranquility, as though I had stepped from modernity into a bygone era devoid of superficial distractions.