North is the unwanted task, always put off
An uphill struggle wearying limbs
A cold foreboding bringing dark nightmares.
South is the freewheeling, easy ride.
Luck on your side as you breeze through
Sun always shining and surrounded by love.
East is a new beginning.
Tidying and throwing away possessions; clearing space
Meeting for the first time; anticipation.
West is saying a last farewell.
A dimly lit funeral for a friend; sadness
Doors closing and the light expunged.
But where you are is your location
The centre; the heart; the soul
All paths meet here, and all directions diverge.
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