The blowing of the wind
carries that secret structure
of stony giants,
citadels with hidden carverns,
stalactites and stalagmites,
while the legendary lake remains perfect,
recycling the refreshing love
of a manly Zeus.
high ravines and mighty mountains,
masses of watery courses,
bulks of natural palaces.
and their date-palms bending over the lane,
as if coming out from old paintings,
traditional windmills whirling around,
like embroidery works upon lively pictures.