Sunday, May 11, 2014

...and the Search Continues...

True north is etched in our heart
Where our moral compass has a place to start

Love is just a slice of pie
Compassion is more than meets the eye

True north can be a Picasso or a Van Gogh
Select our brushes with a passion only we know

Emotions are earmarked by our outer face
So look inside ourselves to fill that empty space

Magnetic north is off by a few degrees
As cupids aim brings us to our knees

Reason is a map we use to go forth
In finding our own true north

Be it a wild and turbulent flow
It’s a direction we all want to go
- Alfred Ramos


WomanHonorThyself said...

love this FJ! just what I needed this morn..true North..........ahhhhhhhhhhh Have a great week my friend~!!:-)

FreeThinke said...

Well, the fact remains that "True North" cannot be defined subjectively. It's an actual, measurable place in the Universe -- or isn't it?

I guess Ramos is just using it as a metaphor for Truth, so I guess that makes it all right. But, isn't his scansion more than a little ragged?

~ The Curmudgeon

-FJ said...

Perhaps he confuses it with a cancion?

FreeThinke said...

Very possibly. Anyway, thanks for handing me a great new trans-lingual rhyme. Sure beats pferde/merde! ;-)