Verse 11

Pass two friends of octave

In December

Ride the man of oz

To the land near the window

There’s a road that leads to

Dark forest

Where white is in color

With two maps

After circle and square

In July and August

A path beckons

To mica and driftwood

Under that

Which may be last touched

Or first seen standing

Look north at the wing

And dig

To achieve

By dauntless and inconquerable

Determination

Your goal.