Compass By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
She walks an unfamiliar road
With barely enough to eat,
and stills her muscles long enough
to lay them down to sleep.
But when her compass arrow shifts,she follows with her heart.
And every day, left unfufilled,
seeks refuge in the dark.
North, it says, for settled breaths,
or east for focused soul.
Or maybe west, for daily bread,or south, for feeling whole.
The arrow flies as the crow sleeps,
and follow she must.
But when her tread finds final steps
will he heart blend with the dust?
Here today, gone tomorrow,
eternally the norm,
until she finds some subtle twist,
an oriented form,
To be still, her only wish
her compass still defies.
But still she walks, a constant shift,
the way the arrow flies.
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