lighthouse

When water’s all there is to see
and tired ships that steer your way,
what breeze of light lulls you to rest
when nighttime fades to break of day?

When purple dusk fades into dark,
what wakes your fierce and guiding light
to watch wide waters’ wavering still
and twinkle, twinkle through the night?

T. E. Pyrus

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