Gratitude Goulash

[apropos of the sustenance offered by gratitude in a time of loss and uncertainty, from Gratitude Goulash that figured prominently in the coping with the mis-adventures of two weeks ago [see Thanksgiving Day post: Giving Thanks – for Losses and Lessons] :]
TRUE NORTH
That other compass
you bought in the city
is no good to you now
Before darkness comes
give it away
Pause in your confusion
Stand quiet in the fading light
Say, I am lost.
Say, Where is my life waiting?
Say, I want an answer!
Then, in the gathering dusk
some quiet part of you
may begin to open
Call it your inner compass rose
Call it the home of your true north
as constant as Polaris
in the night sky
If there is an aroma
faint in the evening breeze
take a grateful breath and
move in that direction
Your road will be there,
Glowing in the moonlight
Say, Thank you for this unfolding
Your compass rose has opened
- By Doug von Koss
Gratitude Goulash: Poems and Stuff
(With the author’s permission)