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nirvana’s neighbour, withdrawn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)