Lighthouse
Through the clouds thy shine
Bright as the sun on a warm
Summer’s day. Thy face, thy
Love, brings a smile to this
Otherwise sour face of mine
When, to thee, my thoughts
Do drift. Thou art a lighthouse
Upon the horizon of my soul’s
Turbulent sea of emotions. Thou
Art that signal light, warning me
Of the rocky shore ahead, so that
I might not wreck upon those rocks.
Thou art my beacon in the night,
Through the darkness thy leads me
Safely to thy soul’s harbour.
(c) 2003 A Riddle
Jill :)