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First Poem blogged!

For those like you and me
Who struggle day to day
And do not know the way
To have that guide to see.That compass, oh so strange
Those pirates would exchange
Jack Sparrow’s it once was
As strange as him, because
Northward it did not range.

It could still be our guide
A blessing-in-disguise
Because where it will point,
Enlighten, or anoint
Will then no longer hide.

Desire diagnosed
That thing we want the most
This compass then reveals
Not judged by how one feels,
“Should do”s or what is close.

Can you just envision?
No more indecision
Knowing each choice is right
And will not disappoint,
Hurt or cause division?

So I think that, henceforth,
Any price would be worth
Obtaining, if we could
One, for our common good,
Compass that won’t point north.

Written by Emily Grace
The morning of
Thursday, August 23, 2007
(C) 2007

P.S.~ The image at the top really is identical to the POTC compass

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