As the North Star shines,
In the velvet blanket
Of a quiet rural night,
In a sky unspoiled
By odious pollution
Of urban reflected light;
You shine for me.
The guiding Star
And constant in my sight.
Leading me through
Uncharted reefs
In my voyage seared with blight.
Succouring me,
Until I anchor
In a fear-free, tranquil light.
Jim Monaghan