The Lighthouse (new poem)
by Tim Kavi
walking among the parsecs that stretched
for miles across the horizon
there was the resolute resounding
of a lighthouse calling me always
back to home
whether choppy seas of wandering
crafts briefly lost in the foggy night
gathered hopes for their approach
to the shorey home's delight
away from the unsettling speech
of those sirens who called out
in the unconscious darkness of the sea
bidding all that sail a place to go to
in the twinkling starlight
a compass back to safe harbors
I walked like one of those ships
reeling towards my life
going by far too quickly now
there is in the shadows lurking
a fearful sight
meeting myself in the cosmic night.
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