A compass never varies...
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When we are lost
Uncertain of where to go
A new path unfolds
Depending on Who we know.
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When we hold the wheel
White-knuckled, too tight
We think we have control
Just the beginning of the fight.
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The illusion is real
Taught as a god-given right
Self-sufficiency, a trap
Depends solely upon our might.
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When our plans go astray
No one else to blame
Best ideas at the time
Often end up in the flame.
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One day, we finally surrender
Trusting You to forge forth
Your still voice provides
The compass for our True
North.
❤️