Purpose Without a Compass

Purpose needs a point North and South poles firm Directing movement When alone poles go nowhere My compass spins without rest Hoping true North is out there Even geese know where South lies Where love's direction is fixed Northern lights ionize homes Seekers need magnets Autonomic pull Zenith found within Purposeless alone Waiting for magnetism My azimuth torn * This poem was inspired by Jay Narain's masterful take on haiku. I'm attempting a different style of haiku poetry in response. * Proverbs 20:5 "The purposes of a person’s heart are deep waters, but one who has insight draws them out."