"And as he spoke, his wings opened now and then,
As if he intended to fly, and then they closed again "
So as to get the impression that we talk with an angel.
… Awareness of virtue hidden in man or Nature,
the sharing of pure and genuine happiness dissmiss the numbness of our joints, make us supple and cheerful,
it cures us of a disease, which we suffered from, without knowing what it actually was.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden, 1854
Photos: Photini Papaxatzi