This poem
is something I would like to share here for the holiday season…I dedicate it to
the homeless in the hope they may have an opportunity to share a hot meal and
find love and respite from their difficulties…I shall remain vigilant advocating
for those who are unable to be heard every day ...every single day…
Hope’s Lighthouse
The wave-washed lighthouse towers
from rock to sky,
shining brightly over stormy seas
A harbor light marks safe entries
enchantment,
pathways into calmer placid peace
Like a beacon of an enlightening
guiding lamp,
it marks a sailor’s journeys end
Safe haven from the storm's wrath
at sea,
A tranquil oasis tenable,
shielding a place to be free
Hope’s candle burns on wicks in oil
The lighthouse keeper’s master key
will wind the clock that turns the
beam
in all directions glowing
brilliantly
Come forth inside, rest your soul,
Your journey here is meant to set
you free
This vibrant light has caught your
sight,
humanities eyes will help shed
more light
Inquiring minds and kindred beings
are found inside these halls
Their light gets into the darkest
scrolls,
Come within, gather your soul
Hope is near, merciful surrender
safe and sound,
waiting for the lost to be found
Come fill dark cracks with hopeful
light
The lighthouse lamp will stay in
sight
Understanding shared, calming fears
that scare, a troubled worried
heart
Lighten burden’s load, share love
in the midst of the threadbare,
as hope’s light will shine on
through the darkest nights…
© 2012 Harlon Rivers …April 15, 2012
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