Compass

 You found me traveling in the wood

Splashing through the leaves

I did not know the path I trod

Though I was confident of my direction

 

For I had a compass in my hand that always led me true

Eventually our paths will part and friendship fades to memory

I ask one simple thing of you: Think of all the good I fought for

… And forget the fights, hurt feelings, and slights

 

They came at first quite unexpected

Looking back at me with warmth

And though they held no recognition

As time passed, familiarity would grow.

 

As the days passed, I became used to their presence

And they, mine.

We conspired together to battle the night

 

Gradually, I found myself relying on them more

They became my confidence, my inspiration

At times they pained me

Yet I never tired of their company.

 

Upon occasion, they would distance

A smoldering in those faded spheres

Yet tempted as I was to learn the reasons

I gave my word; I would not trespass.

 

I could not venture beyond their surface

I could only rent or hope to borrow

 

In times of doubt

And when I was lost

I trusted only them

These crystals in the dark

 

When all roads were dark

These crystals still burned.

At times the glow was all I had left.

At times it was only a memory of the glow

 

Our courses diverge

And I am far from where I started

But just beyond the dim horizon

The sun has finally begun to rise.

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