There are avenues and alleyways
and crossroads ~ to loose our way,
but we never really need a map, if
true ~ to ourselves ~ we stay.
For we, are our only light which
shines both day and night and
he, be, our worthy shepherd
should ~ from our 'selfs' ~ we stray.
(c) ZYDHA HART 2006
had 'day and night in reverse and blew the rhyme, sorry