My Compass

In the morn's embrace, as slumber takes its leave,

I seek solace in prayer, an intent to perceive,

For without this communion, my spirit feels astray,

In the realm of prayer, I find my guiding way.

 

In the stillness of dawn, as the world begins anew,

I contemplate the hours ahead, plans to pursue,

But before I embark, I surrender to the divine,

Asking God to shape my thoughts, to intricately align.

 

For in prayer and meditation, my soul finds respite,

A connection to something greater, a guiding light,

I soar to lofty heights, where worldly worries subside,

And surrender to the will, that within me resides.

 

Oh, what peace in knowing, that God leads my way,

As I embark on this journey, day by day,

With each breath I take, intentions pure and true,

I seek guidance and grace, in all that I pursue.

 

With a humble heart, I conclude this sacred time,

A prayer woven in whispers, a moment so sublime,

Grant me clarity, dear Lord, for the path that lies ahead,

Reveal my next step, as I faithfully tread.

 

For in all my prayers, one phrase rings loud and clear,

"Thy will be done in me and through me, my dear,"

In sincere desire, I seek to fulfill this divine decree,

To align my purpose with God's will, eternally.

 

So, let prayer be my compass, and meditation my guide,

As I navigate this existence, with God at my side,

In unity with the divine, my soul dances and sings,

For in prayer and meditation, my spirit takes wings. ("My Compass") by Courtney Weaver Jr.