Finding True North – Boxing the Compass

by Neil Lockwood

nirvana’s neighbour, withdrawn
nervous: whereupon
wanderlust-navigated, wings
 
Westward (towards the sun, widdershins)
 
wayfaring stranger, wretched
star-crossed, wrenched
soulless, wandering
 
Southerly (with the wind soughing)
 
sibilant, soul-searching emotion
seeking eden’s
enigmatic, sun-rinsed equinox
 
East (mysterious, ancient, heathen)
 
ethereal, not earthly
nothingness emerging
nearer, nearing empyrean
 
Northwards … (higher as if to Heaven)