Greece, I see, has played such a role in my life,
though I just now realized it, odd in hindsight.
Aesop’s Fables come flooding back to my mind,
gorgeous memories, I was lucky to find.
And Homer’s love of story-telling, I feel,
Inspired mine to grow, the Achilles’ heel,
of which is a feeling that I’m not quite skilled.
I gather tips from the greats, and look at closely
the beauty in life’s antithesis, puzzled mostly.
I learned to innovate and reinvent the mold.
and modernize from the past, New and Old.
The stories of the Greek myths filled my childhood,
omnipresent as a god, helped like a saint would.
Yet what made Greece a part of my life forever
was its impact on sight, a feeling hard to sever
from my mind; after learning from this land,
at long last I got the godsent chance to visit,
the nation lay before my eyes and all its glory with it.