The Compass

I was there with you when he joined the water
I was there with you when he joined the fire
I will be there with you when he gathers to the ash
I will be there when we join in the air
you are my sun , it is true, you govern my days
and into the eve my moon as well
you converse through all nights without which light
I would be forever lost from wandering,
if only in my mind,

You are constant and true and you are my compass,

but there seems no path that returns me to you

that has or has not been forged by your hand.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Seems influence comes into play so vividly and indelibly throughout this extraordinary weave of words. You near subtly cover time, jot by jot, emotion by emotion.. that single person being the Everything influential..not puppeteer or manipulator but certainly over.seer of your thoughts and actions. A cloud pon your periphere that you need but perhaps, just might prefer weaker?

Grand writing, interesting to say the least because its emotions are so very personal, factually or otherwise.. reviewers are apt to mix the Personal with the Imagination!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The protagonist is indeed smitten and so much so in this piece as she excitedly recaps the journey and realises she has been in his hands all the time.

[Corset]

I like that you used the word Protagonist :P
Thank you!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i was reading it both ways, as Dale described, as well.
I could see emily D. writing this about those male poets she admired so much...
she saw them as gods in a way...and fantasized on being with them in this life or some life.
the influence can be so strong.
j.

[Corset]

Sometimes fantasy is better than the real deal, they always behave in the way you would enjoy :D thank you Jacob!

[Corset]

P.S. Love the cow pic!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i was having fun....love cows.
thanks,

[Corset]

yup very tasty..jk, I've never ridden one though, I do remember Having my very own I called her Daisy and she met a tragic end in the frozen pond. :C no more pet cows for me.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I can see this poem in a couple different ways... taking bout the one who holds your heart or the holy one. Either way they are both beautiful sentiments.

[Corset]

Thank you RRC, I love this reflection

[Einstein Noodle]

very interesting ...strong with the use of the sun and moon (would you consider using "converge" instead of "converse" in L7) ...just a thought ;) when the title plays an important role in the poem i think it is always that much more profound ... like this one ... what impresses me more is the admission ..or confession...or realization ... all three maybe .. that a far greater hand is on your protagonist's life than their own .. i think it is huge in life .. to see the thread of purpose running throughout pain and joy .. victory and defeat .. its so easy to confuse the positive with the all encompassing "compass" ... your poem moved me to a deeper place this morning .. and to gratitude :)
E.

[Corset]

I can not because it was conversed and not converged, though maybe it would apply as it implies a joining , but conversing is a more accurate term in this case, as in we speak and do not "join". Thank you so much for reading and for your helpful suggestions.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for correcting me..i wasn't sure how you meant it ;))) i read it again ...don't know why i flashed on converge ... perhaps the sun and moon thing ;) thinking of the he as a person throughout ..the conversation is quite intimate ... thanks again for setting me straight :)