Navigator
Many accept things just as are,
Where so fate ferries, there they are.
They look for boat nor yet for oar,
But search for a navigator.
Their life seem Arundhati* star—
In a star string Ursa Major,
Too faint to spot, farther than far,
They try all life with it to spar.
Holding ego’s little finger,
They lose, false promises when mar.
Believe me: you’ll stay as my star,
Long as our life’s journey goes far.
My trust not as much in a star
As in you, O my life’s Poll Star!
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* Ursa Major is a constellation in the Northern hemisphere. It circles around the Poll Star and has seven stars representing seven sages. One of which is Vasishtha. Very close to it is a faint star representing his wife Arundhati. As is an old belief, if one can spot it with unaided eye, his eyesight is considered good.
Musings |14.12.2021| couplets
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