AUTHOR: Oriane
EDITOR: Mia
ARTIST: Nika
when she was born,
the World handed to her with weary hands
a rusted compass and a crinkled map.
and she thought that with them
she would never be lost.
when she was fourteen,
the World asked her to find the right direction.
so she looked down at her compass
and her map, only for her to realize
that she was on the wrong road.
when she was seventeen,
she realized that a broken compass
and a tear-stained map
couldn’t save her if she didn’t know
where she wished to go.
when she was twenty
and when she didn’t know whether she was living,
existing, surviving, or dying,
she realized that she never had a target
and that she was just running away.
when she was thirty,
she tossed the map and the compass away when
she realized that perhaps you have to get lost
and wander around without knowing where you’re going
to find the right direction.
and when she died,
at the weary hands of the World once again,
she never felt truly as alive
as when she finally realized that
we all have the same final destination.
and then the World told her,
on her very last second in its arms:
you have spent your life looking for where to go, a path to follow,
not seeing that the true compass and map
that will always bring you wherever you are meant to be
on your knees, or in stormy seas,
that will help you pray and navigate life,
like a worshipper or a sailor,
that i handed to all of you at the very start,
is the human heart.
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