I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.

Jimmy Dean, American Country Music Singer

. . .

Oft’ forgotten is the written word,

Thus, in peril this poem I pen.

To achieve what may be thought absurd,

I terminate thought, and write then.

A singular star blazing and bright,

Outshines humankind’s solar amigo.

A lodestar’s luminous might,

Serves to guide, whithersoever we go.

Ethereal and astral; A heavenly being;

Of divine origin, are the lodestar’s words.

Fatuity and foolishness are flying and fleeing,

A vociferous voice, having heard.

Lodestars in our lives are few and easy they are to lose,

Yet a constellation is found, if to search for them, you choose.

. . .

Granville D. Austin