Sources of Light
Nigh upon the rocky coast, there lives a stalwart soul
beloved by so many for his quintessential role.
Few have ever seen his face, and yet they all still know:
If direction they are seeking, toward his residence to row.
Lustrous light he beams; for all to see in every hour.
To warn approaching seamen of the rocks that would devour.
Though ever bright and constant the keeper's flame doth shine
other lights, he knows, have fought to keep the boats in line.
Those lights he won't extinguish, as he beckons through the foam;
for he honors each and every source that helps to bring men home.
Note: text written at 6am...infer what you will. :-)
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