Lighthouse
From the force beyond continuum it lights up the sky
The birds representing type of angels towards it will fly
Ships of under fabric from abyss it will pass by
On the lone island of thought it will lie
The lighthouse is the beacon of hope
And every soul is in its scope
It is from its seed that the very expanse will elope
To form perfect form whose vision is anything but myope
The spirit has no reference point to anything at all
And it is that very nature that will bring majesty of expanse to glory of the soul
That is something to cherish and to extol
Like a lighthouse in the center of oceanic abyss around which cascading waves will roll
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2013
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