Echoes of Greece
Pages rustle like olive leaves,
Swooning beneath the golden chin
Of the Hellenic sun—
Father of this bottle.
Eleology Extra Virgin Olive Oil
A bottled sonnet singing secrets
Of love round the table.
Golden drops gild the hands
That tend the ancient groves.
Each purchase makes them strong,
Each drop pledges to help them prosper.
Nurture the harvest,
Weave a thread into
The community's wellbeing.
The Greek sun lights the sky, the earth, and our souls. Light plays with darkness on the wall of a whitewashed house—a house that stands tall and brave through the years. An olive branch casts its shadow on the wall: delicate yet strong, eternal. It speaks to us through its silent presence of what sustains us—tradition, nature, and the hands that care for the olive groves.
The textured surface of the box echoes the white village walls that shelter the people who give us this oil. The bottle carries a poem within—an invitation to honour the producers and their work. The bottle, too, seeks to become eternal, like the story it holds. It remains a guardian of the house, empty now of oil, yet full of life.
