Navigator - Poem by Martina Moriarty
She is navigator of all proper
I am the driving-Iron behind her power.
She is pine...and sweet sensation
I am the wisdom of her direction and legacy
She is unquenchable in her consistency
I am the bright spark that ignites her Universe!
Grounded by burdens without any notice
unlawful deeds exchanged by sleight of hand
fools who thought time...
would surely have forgotten
it seems gave us the winners stand.
I am 'fastened' by her Universal visions
my unquenchable consistency knows no bounds
entwined with love's protective designation
measured only by the essence of her sigh.
I have walked the path less travelled....
Neath the dark of brutal night
found a land of Noble Kings
where a Lady is rewarded
for a tricksters!
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