Lodestar and a wayfarer

In the Ocean of life,
This mysterious ship
Heads without a rudder;
Please guide me in the rough seas
As some pages of the book
'Rules of the road'
Washed by the cruel waves
And the precious compass disappeared.
You are so high,
And I believe you see the obstacles
Which I cannot see through my fungi-lens telescope.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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