As On Unhydrous Dry Land Poem by dimitrios galanis

Το her charismatic nature,
shimmering-although a little bit stony- beauty
οnly great matters, important things were to fit.
These reckoned she in due course to deal with.

Moved not by temporary worthless options
in micro dilemmas did not involve.
Frivolous, evanescent love affairs unacceptable.
Ready to shun relations, contacts ephemeral,
everyday's occupations
lest she would deviate middle-way
from the targets of her expectations grandiose.

Now that the years are felt as burden on her shoulders
hurt her the consciousness of abstinence,
apprehends the futility of deferments
and quite oft turns back her memory
to those little short-living life's condiments
not ever even as probe deigned.

As all of a sudden she finds out
that a life offering a plethora of pleasures
was lived in idleness, plein of vacuum.
Had she to remember her youth's delights
would rejoice to owe a favour
to the events offered to be experienced, lived.

Punishment martyrdom her last awareness:
Τo feel oppressed that, when young, the senseless,
she was crossing life thirsty as on anhydrous dry land.