The waves all higher,
Racing the sleepless dawn.
They grow and conspire against the lighthouse
Filling it with drew for what is to come.
As it watches helplessly,
Forced to decide how far it is willing to go.
To save itself from a deep burning.
A burning only felt inside.
When the lighthouse wishes nothing, but to disappear.
Will the threat be deterred?
Or hit hard on impact to knock
The Lighthouse from its rocks?
Such a sight may be witnessed,
But if only by who.
Or what.
The barrier may be inside
Rather than the open for all to see.
Light is there to support you in dark times.
You need to open your eyes to truly see it.
Wishing you well,
~A Lighthouse