The Greek Muse

In the land where the olives grow by the Aegean sea

A muse takes a break from the heavens to breathe in the breeze

Her sandals touch the golden sand where myths and legends blend

In Chalkidiki she wanders where the sky and earth extend

Oh muse of ancient stories in Chalkidiki you roam

On the shores of Greece you find your peace a place to call your own

With the waves that kiss the coastline and the pine trees' gentle sway

In the heart of Greece you find release and let your spirit play

Through the whitewashed streets she dances where history whispers low

In the tavernas she finds laughter in the sunsets' golden glow