An Airport's Dimensions [Greek translation]

In the place there are countless rows

Of seats for and in which infinite transient souls

Meet and exist in brief

They have been for many years

Yet to my wonder they appear

As if out of the blue

Then amazingly they vanish

And are no more then known here

Yet as they are, my own identity is forgotten

A mortal dimension of immortality

In comparison of the noted presence

And a forgotten trace that is wisped away...

By death, or by a 747.

• Artist:Ww Ww