Heather surrounds us where we stand

At hikers' vantage we unfold The stiff ordnance survey map. Our fingers find each toy farmhouse Spread before us, trace each stone wall Across the hills we've walked in silence. Here, we tap the page, Here's exactly where we are; And stare at map, at walls, At heather, as though something there Could tell us exactly what we mean.

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