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; 

Mother of the Sea, 

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.

GA Price