The songs of wizened, ancient lands
Doth ring on distant shores and sands
As Love the gift of Heaven doth send
Sublime rhyme, the bard transcend
Fathoming rainbows, touching stars
Begetting tender, sonorous bars
As Gods rage fury blaze in wars
Retold to history sung to lyres
For wisdom Sappho hath aspired
In awe of her splendour I hath desired
Poetess in Greece's mind embed
A fulsome passion flame of luscious red

Native genius running wild
Whirs in the mind of the inner child