Stratonikeia ...

Below us curved the stone seats of the amphitheatre - 

Dark butterflies wavered over worn marble - 

Olive trees were growing now in the temple precincts - 

We'd climbed up from the ruins of the city named after a prince's lover - 

Shattered columns marked Hecate's sacred path - 

Ancient walls were clothed in fragrant earth -  

Eternal dramas were once performed here, truths spoken under sultry younger skies - 

11.24

Wednesday 24 2016

Stratonikeia

Turkey