“…Nisida,I would say, natural harmony the place a little more above’ the busy state, with the trees in order to disorderly thrasomanoune the creek,with birds highlight the exalted of the earth to the sky…

Ma creek that guards data primitivism, green bracket nudity in the surroundings. Beside a tortured path, no other way, without the conceit of asphalt, else to climb and elsewhere descend, plunging in the undergrowth, tearing green foliage and stumble on the rocks. Higher in rocky swagger, the rimoklisi of St. Nicholas, stationary waiting, writes history and preserves tradition. Μια υποψία πλατώματος κι ύστερα ο γκρεμός.

Akrivos in Kane Outwit the hands of the cliff some old walls erected two buddies in the indentation of the rock, and became the chapel – an image of gentleness to roughness of space. Aside in inaccessible side today, some residual wall delete mentally dimensionsAi nikolakisld, seems, cell where rested the metaphysical concerns,hermit life of loneliness. Sunday breakfast, and ekklisidaki bathed internally by candlelight. I also do impression seal of the human presence in space through the chain of votive, pictures and candles lit locals and hikers…”

Excerpts “From St. Onoufrio in Koukourava” of George Thomas.