The lighthouse on the shore
Shed light on the source
Of the beauty and power
In that waves and thunder
I stood before the storm
Hearing the thud and claps
A sound so familiar
Yet filled, with unknown horror
I saw the dark shadows
As they crashed on the shore
Breaking my body
And dissolving my words
Once again I tried
To let go of the water
Only to leave nothing
As I become the shore
Hitting by the water
Through the calms and anger
As I keep the lighthouse
Standing
in this beautiful horror
Forever…
