By: Bryan Ricardo Marini Quintana
Where does a Sailor land ashore,
When he has lost sight of his course?
Nowhere else but upon those Western Shores!
He hears the dialogues of Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle,
Who argue about a world of earthly and heavenly ideas,
To stumble across that Ancient City of Greek Philosophy!
He trods along a road to find the Odeon of Dionysus in Athens,
Where he sees from the Theatron, Aeschylus, Euripides, and Sophocles,
To witness the grandeur of Greek Drama with Oedipus’ Tragedy!
Atop The Parthenon, he strides beside Doric and Ionic Columns,
Savoring the craftsmanship of Phidias, Ictinus, and Callicrates,
To breathe the clean air of Pericles’ Athenian Democracy!
Upon the hill, he glimpses Troy’s ruins and Agamemnon’s tomb over Hellas,
Far off, where King Leonidas of Sparta led Three Hundred to hold the Hot Gates,
Until Alexander of Makedonia crossed the Hellespont to usher a Golden Age!
The Western Voyager 