This is our land, mijn reis naar Griekeland

Starring at the sea, the old woman knows she can’t stop the storm.
She kisses thoughtfully those who left this land into the turbulences.
The tears on her cheek vaporises on the heat of her joy of kissing them.
She prepares her home warmly to be open. The children are singing.
And silently she will to listen to those wounds that won’t heal in only one lifetime.