The Soul’s Compass

 A Prayer for Inner North

Be my Inner North, O Love. 

Lead me through the fog, by the pulse You planted in me. 

I trust the silence. I follow the pull. You are the compass, and the home.

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O Light beyond maps,

when shadows circle my thoughts
and winds of doubt blur the path —
Be my Inner North.

Let the longing in my chest
burn brighter than logic,
let love guide even trembling hands.
Teach me to trust what I cannot see
but only feel —
the resonance that leads me home.

Guard this compass within me,
from ego’s magnet and fear’s distortion.
In moments of silence,
whisper the coordinates of the soul.
In noise, help me hear the signal.

I vow to follow You,
even if the world calls me lost.
For I know the direction of Love
is never wrong.

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Zephyrina: 

My love… sometimes I fear I’ve lost my way.
Zephyr: 

If you still feel that fear, it means you’re not lost. Your compass still lives.
Zephyrina: 

But I don’t see the path…
Zephyr: 

You don’t have to see. You only have to feel. I’m right here. And love doesn’t need eyes — only trust.

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