Amid the noise the restless tide
A quiet truth begins to guide
No written map no distant star
Yet whispers tell you who you are
Through winding roads through doubt and fear
A constant pull draws ever near
It's not a place it's not a sound
But where your deepest self is found
True north resides within the heart
A compass clear a work of art
It leads you home through dark and strife
The truest path your truest life