<p><strong>True North</strong></p>

<p><em>Set sail to a foreign land</em><br/>
<em>over oceans guided by your mighty hand</em><br/>
<em>Follow the sun to where it sets</em><br/>
<em>chased by the moon, no time to rest</em></p>

<p><em>Opened the compass on the map of life</em><br/>
<em>direction wanted in the atlantic night</em><br/>
<em>I see the stars they shine so very bright</em><br/>
<em>even through the storm, though not in sight</em></p>

<p><em>Through the ocean dark and sometimes so blue</em><br/>
<em>keep my eye on the price set by you</em><br/>
<em>In the storm I’ll sail on forth</em><br/>
<em>till I find my way to your true north</em></p>

<p><strong>G. Koevert</strong><br/>
@koevert</p>
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