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
Garth Beyer is a Certified Cicerone®, Product Marketer, owner of Garth's Brew Bar and a Madison-based freelance writer.
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