Vast the field
Freedom yields
Beneath light of day
Bold adventurers set forth
Roaming come what may
Broad the road
Stretching on
Over mountains
And up cliffs long
Down runs
Many a man
A golden goose
Catch it if you can!
Up rises
Hope's new shroud
In every direction
Gathers a crowd
What changes spy
What dangers lie
What's the price?
Many cry
Blind woman
Opens her eyes
Ears once deaf
Hear a word
Unmoving people learn to turn
On roam
The adventurers
Mountains to climb
And seas to skirt
The sky's the limit
The stars a prize
Beauty of the heavens
The poet decries
Cliffs of black
Capped in snow
Mark the limit
Of the Earth below
One way forward
One ship to board
Ticket to the afterlife
Too precious to hoard
Blue and green
Churning seas
Fields of fish
Forests of seaweed
Beauty now lies below
But on it sails
Forever so
Adventurers ship
Does not slow
Far off lands
Tempt and beguile
Man-made beauty
And sprawling wilds
Till we come
To the end of the sea
But the world's not flat
You shall sea
Ever up
Rise the seas
A river to the stars
Along them
Giant fishes flow
Like a stream of cars
Onwards
Upwards
Ever so
Watching over
All below
Speaking occasionally
Guiding lo
That all may join them
That all might now
To escape the limits
Of a human mind
To leave prisons of
Ignorance behind
All day and night
They call
Guiding one and all
Speaking of the field
Freedom yields
That beneath light of day
Many may
Follow the adventurers
Seeking and finding
Much of worth
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Biography
Elise is often exploring fantasy worlds and speculative ideas via writing or reading. Energetic and enthusiastic, they have novels in progress from drafting to querying. Elise is also a primary school teacher and a traveler. They enjoy photographing everything which captures their imagination and writing poetry about it.
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