The Moral Compass(Villanelle) Poem by Erik Estabrook

May your compass point north and your light true
Keep the cross, his blood as a saving grace
Then the Lord, your spirit he'll renew

He has weaved your very bones and sinew
So we should bow and worship his great name
May your compass point north and your light true

He is in the air, the morning rays, dew
Hold your open heart to the waiting flame
Then the lord, your spirit he'll renew

Recognize Gods love as being one with you
May you feel September wind, his embrace
May your compass point north and your light true

Be mirthful in love and in attitude
Let no divider, divide you from faith
May your compass point north and your light true
Then the Lord, your spirit he'll renew.