Poetry Night 010

I

There is a lighthouse in my head.

It remains altruistic.

Gratitude is billowing about the edges.

 

My light is hope to others.

Hope in the future.

Putting power in the present.

 

Navigation is a prospective.

The light emitted is purely a lens.

Hazards become vanquished,

Before the world ends.

 

II

Tourists flock my mind,

Operating to each and all.

Their voice, my preservation,

“I’m a lighthouse. It’s your call”

 

A rather functional location,

providing needed external support.

For all of you I am maintained,

You are my resource.

 

III

Fear not the unconscious rocks of despair,

They are the beacons of a challenge,

Come to me, the light in the air,

Let your thoughts control your resilience.

 

Stay Positive and In The Range Of My Light

Garth E. Beyer

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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