Towering, wise and stoic, The Lighthouse remains whole
Standing, waiting, watching, keeping sailor and sea secrets
Towering, remaining whole, until its’ light touches the sea
Standing, wary, unwaveringly calm, watching the ships
The sea, wise and cunning, knows the ways of sailors
Pillaging, profiting, putrefying, destroying the soul of the sea
The sea, calm, experienced, wait until storms begin
Pillaging, foolish, unwise sailors ignore the weight of the wind
The Lighthouse, alive and well, begins to shine a light on the sea
A Wickie, solitary, brave, sturdy and comfortably alone
The Lighthouse, guide and independent, saves the ship from harm
A Wickie, thankful, shy, talks to The Lighthouse, a friend
Sailors, changed and silent, know the power of the sea
A ship trusted, tailored, obeys the sailors for fear of the rocks
Sailors, grateful and smiling, thank Wickie and Lighthouse
A ship so tired and tall sails into the storm and onto the cold shore
Towering and standing wisely on the cliff, The Lighthouse
Sailors thank the Lighthouse and respect the old sea
The Wickie knows The Lighthouse and The Sailor’s Heart
The ship feels forgotten until the sea splashes her
C & K 