| Lighthouse Poet, you’re a lighthouse standing guard on jagged mount, a savior to the travelers dreading passage in and out of violent boiling waters, jutting rocks and shallow ground. They seek guidance through the void and you’re the only light they’ve found. Don’t search for other harbors, never doubt your inner glow when boats don’t reach your waters or sink in sands below for you were meant for just this place, put here by one who knows you’re a beacon for the lost, through which the spirit flows. SWPoet Seed poem from Wordsworth’s poem entitled, |