Could you remember if you tried
A place where strong sun broke through the sky
Where slow clouds moved like Viking skiffs
Toward sunken valley’s submerged rifts?
Was there a day in far-flung memory
That you held in the mind's captivity
When courses were charted by compass unknown
And far maps found in unhewn stone?
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