Chartless

I never saw a moor,
I never saw the sea;
Yet now I know how the heather looks,
And what a wave must be.

I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in Heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (3)

yes, by divine command only everything is- 10
.............beautiful poem, I'm pleased ★
Stanza 1 is incorrect, I'm sorry to report. Line three should be Yet know I how the heather looks, not what you have here. The meter is six, six, eight, six on both stanzas, not six, six, nine, six onthe first and six, six, eight, six onthe second. Please correct...thanks!