Cartography

I want to draw a map of you
alone I sail your lonely seas
currents seize my rudder
through tricky coral reefs I steer
in your ocean whales sing

I follow a shadowed river
convoluting from the sea
deep I follow your green river
slow through snowy ranges
to the rooftop of your world

thunderclouds boil on your horizons
shadow of a god's hand pressing me
flat against your stony hills
sometimes striking me down
with lightning's quick crisscross

wondering if lakes lap your interior
I find red dust dragons devil's marbles
deep I dig for stones and metals
build cities on your shores
ploughing and seeding your red flesh
I harvest a strange flower

I have drawn a map of you
with my fingers my tongue my core
I have imprinted
my hand in your clay