I saw the sunset-colored sands, <br />The Nile, like flowing fire between, <br />Where Ramses stares forth serene <br />And ammon's heavy temple stands. <br /> <br />I saw the rocks where long ago, <br />Above the sea that cries and breaks, <br />Bright Perseus with Medusa's snakes <br />Set free the maiden white like snow. <br /> <br />And many skies have covered me, <br />And many winds have blown me forth, <br />And I have loved the green, bright north, <br />And I have loved the cold, sweet sea. <br /> <br />But what to me are north and south, <br />And what the lire of many lands, <br />Since you have learned to catch my hands <br />And lay a kiss upon my mouth.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wanderer-2/
