Through fields of green Xenophon trod

An Ithaca trail, by ancient god

Not for war, or fame’s delight

But Vasilopita, shining bright

Ithaca’s trail, a winding thread

Past olive groves, where dreams are spread

Each stone a story, whispered low

Of journeys past and winds that blow

The air is sweet with baking spice

A promise warm, a taste so nice

Vasilopita, round and grand

A lucky coin to be held in hand

Surely not Xenophon’s winning coin

Plucked mysteriously from his groin

The coin is in the cake, you see

Slice and share, with joy and glee.

Compliments to Martin for this inspired poetic summary of the day! Compliments to Anna for the photos. Best wishes to the 4 winners and to all participants for 2026. Join us next here https://cyprus-strollers.org/activities-description/madari-selladi-karamanli-doxa-si-o-theos-sat-17-jan/