Kirie, Eleison! Ољпќпѓо№оµ, Бјђо»о­о·пѓоїоѕ! Orthodox Chant But You Are Moved To Tears By Divine Beauty Today

You aren't a religious person—or at least, you didn't think you were until an hour ago. You had ducked into this small, Byzantine-era chapel simply to escape the midday heat of the Greek coast. But now, standing in the back behind a forest of flickering beeswax candles, the heat is the last thing on your mind.

The first tear tracks through the dust on your cheek. Then another. You aren't a religious person—or at least, you

The stone walls of the monastery didn’t just hold the sound; they seemed to breathe it. they seemed to breathe it.