Tag: A Monastic Retreat

The Dawn at the Monastery

As dawn broke over the Servian hills, a soft green light filled the sky, which was still dotted with stars that seemed closer than ever. It was four o’clock in the morning, and the monastery bell rang loudly, calling the monks to prayer. I got up from the simple bed provided by the monks, left my cell, and stepped out onto the broad balcony. The air was crisp and full of life, and I could hear the roaring river rushing down from the Turkish hills toward the mighty Danube. A rooster from the monastery announced the morning, while another distant rooster responded with a challenge A Visit to Studenitza Monastery.

The Monks Begin Their Day

Across the grass, the monks moved silently, their black cloaks blending with the shadows. Flickering candlelight appeared in the deep, dark windows of the church as the bell finally fell silent. Then, I heard the rich, muffled voices of the monks