the happy sentinel

there is a guardian
that directs me
when thought is in conflict
the way that needs to be followed
is always there
but sometimes lost
in life's confusion

i have a happy sentinel
that calls out which way i should
go
and if i listen
there is clarity
and joy
always a sunny road
down which my day can turn

though it may rain
and words may clash
the thunder can be beauty

a happy sentinel
will not change the outside
it's on the inside
there's a choice
of which way to turn
it's up to me to choose it

my guardian won't let me down
unless I do not listen
the blessed song
the bluest sky
is always up for offer
take the gift
and use it