Polaris

Like a lost hiker in the night,
I go north.
The exit?
Olive.

Like a bird flying in the spring,
I go north.
The exit?
Olive.

Doesn’t realize the effect
when I go north.
The exit?
Olive.

Right now it’s not looking good
as I try go north.
The exit?
Olive.

But I will conquer this road.
I’m heading north.
The exit?
Olive.