The way is one. The compass—my heart— weathered by years, a moon sealed in a box, its light only an echo. Within me, roads wind like living circuits, veins repeating old instructions, blood carrying the memory of every direction home. I once thought the path was written outside, carved across the stars. Now I know it burns beneath my ribs, each pulse another turning, each ache a reminder to return. The way is dark, its gate kept by fire. The moonlight is faint, but it endures. Even enclosed, it remembers oceans. It whispers: not all light must be seen. Some travels hidden, a beacon felt, not witnessed. And so I walk and crawl, through ash, through storm. The world unravels, but as long as my heart still beats, I will be moved to reach you.
Third stanza is incredible, it resonated with me deeply for truly there is no fate, it is only when you start to move of your own volition do you embark on a journey of your lifetime, regardless of how difficult it is or whether there is anything at the end of it. You no longer expect the world to give you a path and instead carve your own. Well at least that’s how I read it. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks brother, I really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. I agree with you completely btw. The third stanza is also my favorite and I understand it exactly how you describe it.
Great points about “Stoner” on today’s Ian’s bookclub call btw, you’ve articulated what I feel about the book very well, it resonated with me strongly.
Ah that’s awesome. I didn’t put it together it was you on the call, that’s great man totally remember you. Yes; the book effected me pretty deeply, identified with a lot of it- that’s cool you did also.
Appreciate you Fiona, thanks for reading and for your review that pretty much nails everything I was trying to convey. Happy it came through this way to you.
Third stanza is incredible, it resonated with me deeply for truly there is no fate, it is only when you start to move of your own volition do you embark on a journey of your lifetime, regardless of how difficult it is or whether there is anything at the end of it. You no longer expect the world to give you a path and instead carve your own. Well at least that’s how I read it. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks brother, I really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. I agree with you completely btw. The third stanza is also my favorite and I understand it exactly how you describe it.
Great points about “Stoner” on today’s Ian’s bookclub call btw, you’ve articulated what I feel about the book very well, it resonated with me strongly.
Ah that’s awesome. I didn’t put it together it was you on the call, that’s great man totally remember you. Yes; the book effected me pretty deeply, identified with a lot of it- that’s cool you did also.
i read your bio and immediately knew you were a cool person. Excited to read more of your words!
Thanks for reaching out and making contact Marble, I look forward to seeing and hearing more from you.
I love this. So glad we connected tonight and I read this. Beautiful. Keep up the amazing work!
Thank you so much for the kind words and for sharing Venus, I’m glad you enjoyed the poem. Here’s to an awesome start of the week for you.
There’s a resonance of the hero’s call here, a poetic incarnation, a claiming of one’s own path and hence a solidity in the words
Thank you Ryan, that was the intent. Really appreciate you for taking the time to read and comment and I’m glad you enjoyed it.
I like the use of the compass metaphor here. and the reach at the end. sort of tied it together nicely.
Two things came to mind for me -
Einstein’s compass story:
https://youtube.com/shorts/tsJ7W0aWmYw?si=OKeeQ5yL27U9dQui
And Cato’s the answer is in my heart quote from Lucan’s Pharsalia (18:40):
https://youtu.be/blwcQE4bywA?si=BwOU6x90KtBMowt3
Enjoy sir
Appreciate the assist my bro
Appreciate you Fiona, thanks for reading and for your review that pretty much nails everything I was trying to convey. Happy it came through this way to you.