The LightHouse
The LightHouse
A name like a rose delicate as a flower from head to her toes rings in my mind every hour
eyes white as snow body shaped by angels voice that delights the ear true and fair in every word
a life giver a grand melody lifts the mind makes alive the spirit
call to me my love from distant sea no wall shall obscure no wind shall blow down
to home some day the voice shall call elegant and dreamlike at lock she waits
my love waits by tallest lands she waits her life shines in the distance my sailor come home
"Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time."
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