oh Polaris, 
supposed guide of all those 
who wander in the night.

how many years 
have I blindly followed you?

no longer I believe the tales
of sailors finding safe 
havens through your light.

missing rocky shoals 
blessed by your providence.

I am lost in the count
of endless nights 
following you till dawn.

in that vain search for her

your guidance is folly 
and I shall follow you 
no more.