The Lighthouse

Shine although no one cares: they glimpse but could never see and hear but don't understand

enter the tower, ascend the stairs Soaring just beyond the white sand unwavering, neglected and silent, proudly waving a stoic hand this steadfast beacon alone on its island- it perseveres forsaken The sentinel on the shore must shine through darkness comes the light from the depths, they see a sign let the guardians' beam rotate and keep ships in sight saving souls from a captains fate Waves crashing upon those wooden doors chasing the sunset and cherish the night they lower the masts to hear the roars the pirates drown in sprays of white and when the stars align in spite of missing oars the sentinel beams on its lonely hill it's everlasting Shine.

- MM