Good, sound advice. So many people and situations cannot be trusted these days. Love the reasoning surrounding the lighthouse. Hugs,
Sheila

Regards the inner compass, seems mine has been spinning of late...;-) ed

... funny, init, how as humans we seem intent on arriving somewhere, when our spiritual being and experience is all about journeying. You perhaps remind us here that vigilance is both the means by which to travel safely AND to arrive, notwithstanding the fact that rocks are an ever-present reality that we ignore to our cost, whether prevailing conditions be clear or opaque. I like that inner compass being as that "inner eye of omniscience", and the means by which we can be "sure of things hoped for and certain of things we do not see". Walking out on the heavy waters of faith here, I think; aware of everything, missing nothing, believing... something! :)) Stay tuned. Kate xx

Provocative!

value programming is the check upon which our senses are balanced -- for perception and truth, are often, in opposition -- good stuff you penned Jude -- I thoroughly enjoyed it -- may peace, love and joy be yours -- JMW

Relying on self and what is can be the answer. Sometimes help from a higher and greater power is needed . A good thinking poem.....M

Reminds me of the recent plane crash in the Hudson. Vigilance adhered to is rewarded--with a new President! ;-)

Ron

"clarity is an illusion" or perhaps lucidness is a conjuration -
What a tone these words set for your poetic premise.

"obstreperous reefs" An excellent image-

And these thoughts here:
"so you hope to make it,
unless you turn around and slip"
I totally relate! Reminds me of the mandate/analogy in scripture that tells us to keep looking forward as we plow our rows in life and never turn around to see where we've been. If we do we can lose sight of our goal and easily get off track.

Excellent wisdom in this Jude. You are a unique and gifted voice. Cool new bio-pic too.
Blessings ...

..I am lead much in my life by my instincts..love this write1

encouraging words of illumination...especially enjoyed the "rely on the inner compass"...i enjoyed your metaphor, as would the airline passengers to their pilot recently in the Hudson River.

Intuitive, something that comes from an advanced yogi. Enlightenment so the mind-body can experience the absolute reality underlying the illusions of everyday life...landing in fog has a "Krishna Consciousness"...I can hear the mantra being chanted from inside the ashram...landing in fog, landing in fog, landing in fog...the Bronx warrior, though, "long beautiful hair, grow it, show it, long beautiful hair"...60s flashback dressed in blue jeans and tank top rather than shaved bald and donning a saffron robe...sidereal time, based on the positions of the stars in the sky is the beacon of the skylar "Lighthouse"...and the Eskimoes use remembered currents of air for navigation when the whiteouts obliterate their landmarks...goes something in the direction of like the rank smell of a day-old nanook (polar bear) slaughter...self-awareness based poem...

Sage

Your pen is pure gold once again my friend.

our inner compass must be trusted...
clarity is an illusion...great piece!

Jude~!

Inspirational and finely penned . . . excellent!!


Best always,

Lance

This is a great write and filled with great wisdom. Our inner compass...yes.

so rely on the inner compass
to make it safely into harbor

Words to live by, my friend.

It seems that fog exists mostly in our minds.

Stan

...and some people navigate thru life on auto-pilot.
You very right here.

Georg

You are so correct in this write, I know from experience that there is no GPS for life to take us where we want to go but our own desire.

fee

Jude,

A powerfully penned wonder - much thought in these lines.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Jude,
Our inner beacon will always guide us in the right direction, we have to open our eyes and listen to it.
A poem of true wisdom and shining light.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

i love the depth here-nice poem for the start of my day!

The quest for truth is always shrouded in words that try blind us.

Oh yes, The inner compass, our directional guide, who can fail when we rely upon the wisdom of the Ultimate Universal Guide. Funny I hear shades of the Hudson River situation in here too :)
TY Ch'erie

So much of what we "understand" in life...is only how we perceive it to be. I especially like these lines, "so rely on the inner compass to make it safely into harbor." This one is a keeper, Jude.

There are times when we have to walk the tightrope without a safety net and when we do, we must rely upon our own wisdom, strength and determination to take us safely to our destination. As much as our senses can assist us, they also can deceive us. Sometimes a shadow is just a shadow and other times, it can be a warning of impending danger. Nice job, Jude.
Take care,
Sherry

I find it intriguing the way we perceive things,as your poem so brilliantly illuminates...we can be totally blind,but it doesn't change the conditions that surround us, only the way in which we imagine them...excellent poem to ponder, Jude!

Beautifully constructed and wise indeeed. There is no real certainty, only that which we perceive....

Be always safe,
Karen