TO A LIGHTHOUSE
Sentinel of water’s beauty and breadth,
grand messenger of danger
so statuesque around an ocean's expanse--
O beaming guardian of light
Moon and waves crest upon dark of eve,
it’s time for you to flame!
Circle on for voyager’s harborage
illuminate this ferocious brine;
In quiet comfort, in nightfall’s embrace
whisper of vigilance... point out the shore
as your noble wardship rules ,
when stardust pales away…
Till boats drift across the horizon
And tower bells hum a soothing lullaby--
Allowing men the cuddle of your grace.
Lighthouse Contest of Eve Roper
Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2018
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