Today's prompt #108 is Compass. I want you to think about your Truth North or perhaps a journey you took. Did you found the directions or did you get lost it? What comes to mind when you think of the word compass?! You can write your poem in any direction, the past, present or future. Where are you hoping to point your compass?
"Conscience is our magnetic compass; reason our chart."~ Joseph Cook
"Families are the compass that guide us. They are the inspiration to reach great heights, and our comfort when we occasionally falter." ~Brad Henry
"Your inner knowing is your only true compass."~Joy Page