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A Guide To My Waters by Jessica Sayer
These waters I guide myself by In my small boat of my hope Looking at my northern star and feeling the raising tide Knowing that I have to cope With these clouds that cover my bluest sky Oh stormy weather go away! ... Nope, Nothing to change the course of cruel nature Nothing but time and more time Just I and Earths poor creatures Why can't nature be more kind? Why can't we see passed his sharp features? Oh sure a dark sky, a safe harbour I must find Where do I something that does not exist? Oh where, where? What a question. So many of these questions, too many to list Nature, Earth, time are no ones creation Just those of human beings with coiled fists These waters I have no guide, just my soul as patient Posted on The Writers' Voice, June 9, 2000