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  • Writer's pictureJ.S. Worldbridger

A Compass

Updated: Jun 26



IN THE PALM OF MY HAND, A COMPASS RESTS,

A GUIDE THROUGH UNKNOWN TRAILS, IT SUGGESTS.
WITH A NEEDLE TRUE, IT POINTS TO TRUE NORTH,
NAVIGATING ME THROUGH LIFE’S JOURNEYS HENCEFORTH.

THROUGH THICK FORESTS AND MOUNTAINS STEEP,
IT LEADS ME ON A PATH, SECRETS TO KEEP.
IN STORMY SEAS, WHEN WAVES CRASH AND ROAR,
IT SHOWS ME THE WAY TO A DISTANT SHORE.

WHEN DARKNESS FALLS AND STARS ARE CONCEALED,
THE COMPASS GLOWS, A BEACON TO WIELD.
IT WHISPERS SOFTLY, GUIDING MY WAY,
THROUGH DARKEST NIGHTS, UNTIL DAWNS BREAK OF DAY.

OH, COMPASS, FAITHFUL AND STEADFAST FRIEND,
WITH YOU, I CAN TRUST MY STEPS TO AMEND.
IN YOUR STEADY EMBRACE, I FIND MY WAY,
THROUGH LIFE’S TWISTS AND TURNS, COME WHAT MAY.

SO, LET THIS COMPASS BE MY CONSTANT GUIDE,
WITH EACH NEW ADVENTURE, SIDE BY SIDE.
FOR WITH ITS GUIDANCE, I’LL NEVER BE LOST,
A TRUE COMPANION, NO MATTER THE COST.

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