Little Needles

A piece about purpose.

like the needle of a compass

we're steered by the things to which 

we are attracted

tiny needles each with their own north

and by necessity their own detested south

and to test our willingness to move

to the northernmost source

distractions from the east and west 

vie for our single iron spike of attention

wiggling, wobbling, trembling, nearly

completely falling

until the gravity of the situation

snaps it back in line

to point us in the direction

we we will live our lives

until we finally achieve 

destination

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

really nice metaphor here....at times we are much like a compass with distracted needle, and we can't seem to point ourselves in the right direction.