Do You Have a Moral Compass?

The Wiktionary says a moral compass is: “An inner sense which distinguishes what is right from what is wrong, functioning as a guide (like the needle of a compass) for morally appropriate behavior.”

I think of a moral compass as a person’s conscience.

Just as people get lost in the woods or on a trip when their compass fails to lead them in the right direction, we as human beings get lost along the way when our moral compass gets stuck.

When this happens we have a decision to make. Do we keep marching on in a direction that will take us to the edge of a cliff where me might fall off? Or, is it better to turn around and follow the path back to where we began on that particular journey.

What would you do?

As an imperfect and flawed individual, I find it disheartening, and, quite honestly, rather unbelievable to witness what I am seeing these days.

Maybe it’s best to just leave it at that – for now.

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

Restricted

As I stand here with my nose pressed against the window of your life, I feel restricted from crossing the threshold into a world I’ve never known before; a world I’ve longed for my entire life. You can see me as I stand on the outside looking in, all wide-eyed and searching for a glance, a smile – something that shows me you acknowledge my presence, and you will welcome me to come inside where it is safe and warm.

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
by Karrin Allyson

Dear You (October 7, 2018)

My heart is breaking and this will be true until it stops. I will never hear your voice again. I will never see you again. Unanswered questions will remain unanswered, and perhaps that is best. But, I cannot erase nearly 7 years of loving you and being loved by you. No matter what, that will never change.

I have saved every card and letter you sent to me. I have saved every picture of you and me … of us. I have saved everything you ever gave me. I have saved pressed flowers and tickets to special events and Canadian money … and so much more.

I can still see you waiting for me at the airport terminal, and I remember our first sweet kiss. I can still hear your voice in my ear as you took my hand and we started our journey together.

I remember everything. Everything! These are things I will never forget.

You will live in my heart forever, my forever love.

Rest in peace …

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

Poetry Man
by Phoebe Snow