another quiet muse

Let me roam where no man shall go,
And I will deliver exotic cartography–
Rivers with flourish and fluid strokes,
Ravines with aquiline symmetries.
I’ll give names to each valley
Where only the wind was let roam,
Make known the vast seas
Where only the tide’s ever gone.
Whether surveyor measuring
Or tourist at ease,
Let me surely explore
All that’s been left uncharted and unseen.
–C. Green


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