Point me to heaven

I stumble and then I ask for the way,
For someone to sway and answer -
To take a moment's pause but for me!
A while and no more is all I yearn for,
Turn for, in my ethereal hinted sleep,
And I hope for someone to tilt -
Their wise head, tip-toe to the edge -
Of the tar road and point their fingers,
Not to the sky but to somewhere near,
And whisper in my eager left ear…
Take that way; Straight to heaven!

-Anubhav