True North - Doug Von Koss

Larry Robinson Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Mon Mar 2 08:01:17 PST 2015


True North

That other compass
	you bought in the city
		is no good to you now.
Before darkness comes
	give it away.

Pause in your confusion.
Stand quiet in the fading light.

Say, "I am lost."
Say, "Where is my life waiting?"
Say, "I want an answer!"

Then, in the gathering dusk,
	some quiet part of you
		may begin to open.

Call it your inner compass rose.

Call it the home of your true north,
	as constant as Polaris
		in the night sky.

If there is an aroma
	faint in the evening breeze
		take a grateful breath and
			move in that direction.

Your road will be there,
	glowing in the moonlight.

Say, "Thank you for this blossom."
	
Your compass rose has opened.
	You must go north.

	- Doug Von Koss


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