Ramblings from a Troubled Past
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Moor. Based on I never saw a moor by Emily Dickinson
I saw a moor,
I saw the sea;
Yet I don't know how the heather looks,
And what a wave won't be.
I've spoke with God,
And visited in heaven;
Yet uncertain am I of the spot
As no chart was given.
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