LightHouse

In the realm where waves embrace the shore, stands a beacon strong, forevermore. A sentinel of the vast and endless sea, a lighthouse of hope, calling out to me.

Amidst the tumultuous tides it stands, guiding lost souls with outstretched hands. Its silhouette against the twilight sky, a symbol of strength, towering up high.

Ocean lighthouse, guardian of the night, with your piercing beam, you shine so bright. Through storms and darkness, you proudly gleam, illuminating the path, like a heavenly dream.

Your light dances upon the cresting waves, guiding ships through treacherous caves. A guiding star on the tempestuous sea, a beacon of safety, guiding them to be free.

Mighty lighthouse, standing tall and true, a witness to tales, both old and new. You've witnessed the shipwrecks and tales untold, yet your steadfast presence never grows old.

Your walls have weathered the salt and spray, a testament to strength that won't decay. Through raging storms and the howling gales, you remain unwavering, your spirit never fails.

So, let your beam shine across the night, a steady guide, a comforting sight. In the heart of the ocean, forever you stand, a lighthouse of love, guiding us to land.