The CompassA Poem by KirstinLifeParallel
pathways Intricate
journeys Uncharted
territory Determined
destinies
The compass
offers no insight The maps
aren’t right
Subtle
signs along the way Easily
missed as they are continuously misread
Each step
unguided, the next unknown As we
blindly embark on this brutal journey of life
Only later…
Longing for
the answers Looking for
the meanings While
leaping forward and losing site
Our state
of mind deteriorates Attempting
to determine what the future holds In so
failing to focus on the obvious Oblivious
to the fundamentally simple fact
What we put
out there is that which we receive We chose to
forget that it is us who create the compass The compass
which paves the path our destinies follow
Choose now
to consciously create…
Redirect
the inner compass to true north Let us be
brave and stand to be better There is no
losing what has already been lost © 2016 KirstinReviews
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StatsAuthorKirstinPORT ELIZABETH, Eastern Cape, South AfricaAboutWriting is my passion. No formal training but very philosophical. My posts are authentic and still in rough stages. Any feedback would be appreciated! more..Writing
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