Gershon Wolf Poet Personification

O Sun, My Lodestar

O Sun, my lodestar, I shall not profane Thee
   You guide my way, to greet the outcast amiably
Yea, though mine is an era bereft of civility
   You beam down upon me, mercifully

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William Kelii Kekaula May 27, 2019 at 6:08 AM Your words are deeply profound and professionally well said Prof. GW, Aloha wk Gershon Wolf May 27, 2019 at 1:37 PM Thank you very much for you profound comment, William, as well as for demoting (sic) me from 'Mister' to merely 'Professor.' (LOL). Best wishes, Gershon

Susan Ashley May 26, 2019 at 9:03 PM Your lovely and insightful pen is also inspiration, Gershon. I enjoyed the golden beauty, appreciation and the serenity of your shining poem. Stirring and eloquent. Warmest wishes always, my dear friend.. ~Susan Gershon Wolf May 27, 2019 at 1:35 PM Susan, please add your heartfelt comments to the list of that which constitutes 'inspiration.' Consider me inspired by your velvet pen. Thank you, my dear friend. Best wishes always, Gershon