Where do your eyes trail if not to beauty
Where do your eyes trail if not to the path that leads to beauty Where poets often tread to escape the monotony of vexation. A poet's mind is filled with upheavals, questions and disgruntles, And as she clamours for answers she discovers the intimacies of beauty, love, and wisdom. The tributes to Sappho are many, yet, in my heart, she seems a forlorn soul, who writes her thoughts as she wishes so none can begrudge her the unspoken words. Her words that spring forth from her mind are sought by those ridden, uprooted by chaos and strife, and the salience of the long-forgotten epoch of peaceful amity. She, I believe to be of an immortal soul. -shobana-