My Inner Compass

There is a quiet knowing within me—
a subtle whisper that does not shout, but gently guides.

I have been taught to look outward for direction,
to follow what feels safe, expected, or certain…
and yet, my deepest path has never lived there.

It lives within.

Like the migrating wings that trust the unseen,
I learn to sail by the soul—
guided by something ancient, something true,
an inner compass that knows where I am meant to go.

When I listen, I feel it.
A soft yes… a quiet no…
a resonance that cannot be explained, only known.

The journey is not one I walk alone.
Each soul I meet, each experience I live,
becomes part of the path—
the butterflies like wind in my sail,
each one a lesson, a connection, gently guiding me forward.

We are all guiding one another home.

And as I surrender to this inner knowing,
I remember how to trust…
how to move freely…
how to follow the truth within my own heart.