Lika a beacon
is steadfastly
shining its light
at the end of a pier
to navigate
ships safely
into the harbor,
so is your soul
Awaiting patiently
until you’ve taken
control of
its navigation
because
you know
the coordinates
so well
Amidst
the calmness
of gentle winds
or the rumble
of raging storms
it’s there just
to support
and ground you
Never doubting
that your way
of steering
through
the waves of life
will bring you to
your intended
destination
For your
compass
is calibrating
right now
the direction
that your heart
wants to
bring to light
So, my dear
hoist
your anchor
and fill the sails
and set
a course
to find
your harbor