Three centuries thereafter
I take passage over land
In the footsteps of brave counsel
Where his sea of flowers began.
Watching cities rise before me
Then behind me
This tardiest explorer
Driving hard across the plain.
Ah, for just once time
I would take the Northwest Passage
To find the Hand of Franklin
Reaching for the Beaufort Sea
Tracing one warm line
Through a land so white and savage
And make a northwest passage to the sea.
-Stan Rogers, Northwest Passage