A fragile travel from Anatolian civilizations to today’s technology…
Heroes of a world made of sharp cliffs on normadic lands, torrid sun, whisper of the wind, and smell of the rain; shepherds…
Sages of naive, pure, lucid desires spreading from the center of the soul; shepherds…
Loneliness, their companion…
Peoples of the moment, unbound by the past, independent of the future; shepherds…
Silent witnesses of natural miracles; shepherds…
Innocent and humble guards of the mysteries of life; shepherds…
Searching fort he formula of immortality; accumulating love, subtracting pain, multiplying with bliss; shepherds…
Philosophers observing the existent, questioning the unknown; shepherds…
And a message by a shepherd to the shepherds of today……….İKİNDİ
At the limit of time,
When day mingles into the night,
In the pale darkness,
Only a light, far away.
That’s me, ikindi.