By sapphyres_serenade
Date: 2008 Sep 26
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[[2008.09.26.06.14.32417]]

My Lighthouse

a flame, moth drawn
too close is pain
too far also pain
a different kind
seeking, darkness of abyss
contact, undoing
avoid, lose soul
come slowly, shadows chase
hope, a spark
guiding this body
shore, free of tides
not flame, still a beacon
ragged coast, edges
flicker of stars
not alone, anymore
vessel wracked, seeking
again, signal...gone
passage? safe?
no warning, calm
only harbor, patient
embers glowing
gentle, urging
horizons long past
a haven, radiates
worn spirit, grace given
warmth, enough
found, harbor
storms, endless raging
no more.