Friday, October 22, 2010

Explore


How many lanes have passed beyond
The simple maiden's gentle song?
How many words have not been said
Of meadows light, and lilac's beds?
God only knows what peaks and crests
Have never caught the breath from chests
What isles still have yet to see
The foreign fruit and stranger's tree---
What ocean depths, what wild beast
Has never licked the modern feast
What explorations still unreached
Wait for us, stretched across the sea.

2 comments:

  1. Thank you so much! I haven't had a blog comment in a long time. (:

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