The Pole star asked me,
How long will I take
To find my direction.
I could not give a reply,
Because I spent my life,
looking for it.
It seemed someone lovingly,
arranged a light for me,
To enable the Sun to set.
While falsely revolving,
round my shadow,
I suddenly discovered,
you and I are lost.
I do not look for direction,
it looks for me.
My mind understands,
without knowing
what it understands.
Everything moves around me,
I’m the only one,
thirsty and motionless.
The Pole star asked me,
how long will I take to ,
To find my direction.
I could not give a reply,
Because I spent my life,
Looking for it.
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Sabethville 