In misty life you are a lighthouse
A flame for my agony to douse
A bridge over troubled waters
Reinforcing life truly matters
Faith, beam of light, a zephyr
When I am at the end of my rope
Life has driven me to despair n dope
In darkness of clouds I feebly grope
You shine a ray, a beam of hope
Shoring n salvaging, to live n cope
I am no Samson of biblical times for sure
Weak, easily led am I by glitzy sinful lures
Spiraling into abyss of flesh n vices allure
Propelling to hell, vainly I seek a savior
True pillar of strength you then conjure
Bad luck, worse choices, fair weather friends
All come to roost in true color, scary portends
Baffled, flailing, wishing to make amends
Appease those I’d spurned, to forgive n bend
You kindle a light of hope to rise n transcend
You are my lifeline, strength, a ray of light
Stabilizing me in journey for own floodlight
My kite’s string in the air, steering my flight
In body, my soul and in eyes, my sight
A benevolence in soul’s ultimate flight
In the dark dreary nights when the storm is at its most fierce
the lighthouse burns bright so the sailors can find their way
home again. In life the same light burns. This light is fuelled
with love, faith, and hope. And through life’s most fierce storms
these three burn their brightest so we also can find our way home again.
“Don’t lose hope. When the sun goes down, the stars come out.”
“Just when the caterpillar thought life was over, it became a butterfly.”
From the withered tree, a flower blooms.
Our hopes are but memories reversed.
Darkness reigns at the foot of the lighthouse.
The phoenix hope, can wing her way through the desert skies,
and still defying fortune’s spite; revive from ashes and rise.
Miguel De Cervantes
1547-1616, Spanish Novelist, Dramatist, Poet