Lighthouse 💡🏠⚓️
Lighthouse 💡🏠⚓️
Swinging through the mists, we seek the lights;
Out there on the ocean, we desperately seeking the tiny dot, beaming from the lighthouse, for that dot, to guide us home...
Yet, once we reached home, how often, we paid attention to the structure which saved us from adrift into the wraith world of the deep blue... down to the realm of Poseidon.
What light might it be, that lighthouse of yours? Guided you into the world of no regrets?
What light might it be, that guides you without a demand of repayment?
What light might it be? That you desperately seek, yet slipped through your hands?
What light, is the light? For you and I?
What is the lighthouse without demand but aids those lost in the wrath of sea? 🌊
What is the lighthouse, for those who are lost in life? A tiny dot of light, to aid? Grabbing the one, whom many said waste of time, yet, a spark of tiny light, could be the thunder to shake the darkened world into the path of evolution, a path to Nirvana。
Who knows, a lighthouse never asked for a return favors, just turning the light to those who seeks, without a second thought.
Thunder, lightning, rains, washing away the old, entering the new light, for those who knew... for those who understands.
Construction of a lighthouse, is within those who seek and founded, henceforth, the light, is always shining, outpouring to the surroundings.
May it be, a light 💡, a house, 🏠 a new shining day, ☀️ in the path of, those who walks upon... throughout the forest... 🌳
Lighthouse be lighthouse, lights, be lights,
What light, do thee seek?
2019, arises...
🌥⛅️🌤☀️💡
-TonyT
Dec. 31st, '18
Joy, arrives with the light 💡 as they said.
Swinging through the mists, we seek the lights;
Out there on the ocean, we desperately seeking the tiny dot, beaming from the lighthouse, for that dot, to guide us home...
Yet, once we reached home, how often, we paid attention to the structure which saved us from adrift into the wraith world of the deep blue... down to the realm of Poseidon.
What light might it be, that lighthouse of yours? Guided you into the world of no regrets?
What light might it be, that guides you without a demand of repayment?
What light might it be? That you desperately seek, yet slipped through your hands?
What light, is the light? For you and I?
What is the lighthouse without demand but aids those lost in the wrath of sea? 🌊
What is the lighthouse, for those who are lost in life? A tiny dot of light, to aid? Grabbing the one, whom many said waste of time, yet, a spark of tiny light, could be the thunder to shake the darkened world into the path of evolution, a path to Nirvana。
Who knows, a lighthouse never asked for a return favors, just turning the light to those who seeks, without a second thought.
Thunder, lightning, rains, washing away the old, entering the new light, for those who knew... for those who understands.
Construction of a lighthouse, is within those who seek and founded, henceforth, the light, is always shining, outpouring to the surroundings.
May it be, a light 💡, a house, 🏠 a new shining day, ☀️ in the path of, those who walks upon... throughout the forest... 🌳
Lighthouse be lighthouse, lights, be lights,
What light, do thee seek?
2019, arises...
🌥⛅️🌤☀️💡
-TonyT
Dec. 31st, '18
Joy, arrives with the light 💡 as they said.
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