“And there, on the island of Naxos, lay Ariadne, her beauty unmatched, her heart broken by the betrayal of Theseus.”
Homer – Odyssey
I glance
You once
Holding a pen
Arianne
Drawing a line
Sort of sublime
The line
And you then
Arianne
As well
That rang a bell
I sense
That quest for symmetry
In your mind
Is tense
Hence
That poetry
Cause I’m not blind
To the things
Of beauty and spirit
It sparked that lyric
In me
Let’s see
Where it goes
Using a rhyme
Not prose
Not wasting more time
As much as I can
Arianne
Let’s start
Where is that from,
Your art
Where does it roam
At what direction
That symmetric quest
for perfection
aims at its best
In scale of zero
To ten
Arianne
What is it worth?
Is it a “hero”
You’d like to have brought
Back from labyrinths of Crete
Like Greek mythical
and Sweet
Ariadne once did
Ethical
Daughter of Minos
From whom comes
Your name
Arianne
You’re in the line
Of Helios'
Descendants
But your drawing
Of ornaments and pendants
Elaborate becoming
Too much sophisticated
To any hero’s mind
We’re really simple kind
Easily elated…
From Minoutaurs’ slaying
does our pleasure stem
Arianne
Not need of conveying
Deep meanings
In our way
So like in the beginnings
Help better may
A simple line,
Or smile, or gaze
Do fine
Like humble cotton string
Be it colour of gold
Has power to back bring
A hero from a-mazed mould
Back to his mind
He can the way find
Cause egg comes
before the hen
Arianne
End of the rhymes
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