A compass rose points
My north star orbits
Moonlit white terrain
Cool far removed
Never to venture again
Rising sun drifts
Over cool clear water
Soothing aches
Casting light
Shadows refrain
Blinding sundown
Burning red
Clouds chase away
Crashing into sea
Recuperate
Southern cross
Guiding terra firma
Holding lost soul
Warm by earthen light
Illuminate the night
Eternal delight
Count the stars of heaven 
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read the amazing poetry by a talented writer.
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I enjoyed your poetry today and thank you for reading and the comment.
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Love the imagery in this poem! ❤
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