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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