Please tell me how to understand, <br />this compass you placed in my hand. <br />Should my path go where the arrow points? <br />Or should my way be mine? <br />This trail I never traveled on. <br />Then you brought me here one day. <br />You never asked, should I want to go? <br />You just took me anyway. <br />So Tell me how to understand, <br />this compass you placed in my hand. <br />I've followed it from near and far. <br />I've walked on stones so cold so hard. <br />I've picked up pieces of my soul, <br />and watched my face as it grew old. <br />So please Lord tell me, as I don't understand. <br />This Compass you've placed in my hand..<br /><br />cora fazio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-compass/
