On the Mariner’s compass
The Magnetic needle
Automatically turns
To the Magnetic North, ever.
Similarly
On our Mind’s compass
The Magnetic needle
Automatically ought to turn
To the Magnetic God, ever.
It must. But the compass must be inside the mind. Beautiful poem. Thank you.
Wonderful! how impressively you proved your point, there is an innate magnetism in us, our default that turns automatically to God.
The thought of god anchors us to honesty, innocence and purity.God is magnetic.
Man is on eternal quest after God! A God centred life can ensure peace and joy! Though God may not will to lift the burdens from our shoulder, He will strengthen our shoulders to bear the burden! The analogy drawn in the poem is very apt!
The key word is ought, we know what we should do and don't do it. A good write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true cent percent, thanks, it is a matter of feeling. thanks.