SUN-SWEPT beaches with a light wind blowing <br />From the immense blue circle of the sea, <br />And the soft thunder where long waves whiten— <br />These were the same for Sappho as for me. <br />Two thousand years—much has gone by forever, <br />Change takes the gods and ships and speech of men— <br />But here on the beaches that time passes over <br />The heart aches now as then.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-unchanging-2/
