Kalathas Crete Greece in October

If you had swum across the furthest ocean
And seen the vastness of infinity
Though dread of death might seize you, you’d still see
The rolling waves in never-ceasing motion

You’d still see something: Schools of dolphins swimming
Across the green and placid waters, skimming
The clouds, the sun and the moon, stars overhead –
You will see nothing in that void all round
You will not hear your footsteps where you tread
Beneath your feet, you’ll feel no solid ground
Goethe