The Lighthouse

Heavy waves of despair crash upon a lone sailor,
As the violent wind roars within his very heart.
And as his sinking ship retreats further away offshore,
His drowning, lonely soul begins to fall apart.
And when darkness comes with the sun's deep slumber,
And the land's soft sand silently disappears,
His hope falls deep within the ocean's dungeon,
Of fallen dreams, broken hearts and relentless tears.
But alas, a glimmering light of love shines upon the sea,
Peacefully providing refuge among the rocky shore.
For the lighthouse is the answer to the sailor's heart-felt plea,
And the shining light allows his broken soul to be restored.

For when life's ocean waves push your soul off track,
God's shining light will help you find your way back.

Your Childish Ways; Your Prideful Disdain

Dear Lord, my Father: I can't comprehend,
The soul that schemes a master facade
Of prideful disdain towards an innocent "friend,"
Ignorantly claimed to be an "act" of God.
Attacked and belittled with false accusations,
My heart aches and tears itself into shreds.
Destroyed by a child's senseless assumptions,
My once pure thoughts are now stained red.
And within this hour of darkness I pray,
As I lie battered, beaten and bruised,
For you to save me from the issue conveyed,
By the selfish wrath of the morally confused.
Yet alas, they insist you stand behind them with pride,
And I fear that's where your alliance truly lies.

The End

The sands of time have shifted as time has now run short.
The blooming rose petals have fallen peacefully upon the floor.
The rhythm of the beating drum has failed to stay in pace.
The lines of stress and worry have ceased upon your face.
The howling wolf's cry no longer comforts the moon.
The whispering wind's last breath has died much too soon.
The comforting morning sunlight refuses to rise.
The beauty of the stars have burnt out within the sky.
And as the world around you continues to fall apart,
You discover the problem lies within your dying heart.