northern hem

all i've yet to feel
i felt in Geirangerfjord 

the quiet tundra lifting valley's aim -
my spirit leapt, and there i wept
piling norway's storied grey.
in sight of a lone red house
all my visions of a life to be
in with the misty fjord i took with me
all i've yet to feel

wake without

when i wake and without
a nearness many move in knowing
alone in heart all inside i cry out
to life! to heaven! to dream! o woe
betide! when i wake and without --
for my pulse i've a lonely go

feel

if i may live to feel all i've felt

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a love as i'll ever know
i carry near my pulse, nearest my heart
in my own mirroring a swallowing sea
the island swells in dreams i've dreamt
but to quiet and always feel out of breath
when i but feel the brimming waves reach
craggy shore and breathe my name