
The navigator smiling said:
These simple rules apply
To those of us who travel
Or who wonder at our lives
No matter what the journey
How difficult or far
To know where you are going
You must first know where you are
The navigator does this
With tools that he has found
That work to his advantage
When circles going round
The second rule, less obvious
Is that it’s sometimes best
Even when a sign points East
To get there going West
For everywhere are circles
And as they are all round
There are many ways that you will see
To get where you are bound
So unless you want to wander lost
Midst heavens, sea or mind
The knowledge of just where you are
Is the answer you must find
Some often seek no answers
Accepting what they are
Distracted by the trinkets of life
Admiring of the Stars
While we plot their every motion
Stars are the picket fence
Ready to be taken
When we should find the sense
But they neither are the answer
To know just where we are
For although the same components
Stars know not Earth from Mars
It’s essentially requisite
That we first look in, not out
For that is where the answers are
To know what life's about
So when we would explore the Seas
The heavens or our minds
We should apply the rules that help
With circles, stars and signs
We then shall find the answers
Wherever we shall look
For answers come from questions here
Just as words do make a book
_
Egal Bohen
These simple rules apply
To those of us who travel
Or who wonder at our lives
No matter what the journey
How difficult or far
To know where you are going
You must first know where you are
The navigator does this
With tools that he has found
That work to his advantage
When circles going round
The second rule, less obvious
Is that it’s sometimes best
Even when a sign points East
To get there going West
For everywhere are circles
And as they are all round
There are many ways that you will see
To get where you are bound
So unless you want to wander lost
Midst heavens, sea or mind
The knowledge of just where you are
Is the answer you must find
Some often seek no answers
Accepting what they are
Distracted by the trinkets of life
Admiring of the Stars
While we plot their every motion
Stars are the picket fence
Ready to be taken
When we should find the sense
But they neither are the answer
To know just where we are
For although the same components
Stars know not Earth from Mars
It’s essentially requisite
That we first look in, not out
For that is where the answers are
To know what life's about
So when we would explore the Seas
The heavens or our minds
We should apply the rules that help
With circles, stars and signs
We then shall find the answers
Wherever we shall look
For answers come from questions here
Just as words do make a book
_
Egal Bohen
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