Send me down untrodden trails;
bend the brush beneath my feet.
Lead me to a virgin land
where the trees never thirst,
where rivers gush with something
unaquatic- quelling and electric,
where the hills are nomadic
and the mountains insomnious.
Plant me where
the ghoulish winds won't blow.
Hatch me a newfangled soul.
Spellbind my heart
to the art
of sweet pioneership.