No Map

I decided to follow Him
So I asked for a map
A large, colorful map
With bold labels
Beginnings and ends all contained
Within a
Piece of paper.

I decided to follow Him
So He handed me a compass
A small, sensitive compass
With a thin arrow
Leading surely, but along a route
I can't
Anticipate.

As I walk, particular locations
Become less significant
As I watch the compass
And respond
I understand that the arrow
Is attracted to His heart.

Take me there, my Love
Over paths familiar and unknown
Deep woods, sweeping views
Different companions on
Different legs of the journey
Keep me going forward, my Love
Move me towards Your heart.