Lighthouse

 

A blinding light from heaven descends

Into the vast fog. Alone. Despairing. Maternal. 

A noise from the depths, wailing like the cries of a child.

 Ship approaching

 Solitary night, swallows up those who are lost.

 Search for the souls, blinding light; Seeker of the Lost

 And into your arms of love

 Enfold your children

 Do not let go, or they will be lost forever.

 Charter their course with care

 And with love, gentle Mother of the Sea.