Oh! the Sand!
Oh! the Spark!
Oh! the Open Land!
the Swelling dark!
Oh! my Hands!
Oh! my Airy Palms!
Oh! the Lack!
Oh! My Bending Back!
Oh! the size of my empty lap!
but Oh! My Map to distant foothills rise!
Open hands,
the span,
oh the swelling sound over massive rounds!