While standing amongst the wind,
my light shines bright
like the beacon
hanging low
the waters stir, somewhat darker
Always, have I admired
light-houses
for they stand alone,
proud with a gleam
over the sea
guiding the boats into shore.
Now, that I know
my mission
in life
there are no waves
I just stand in my
light, and gleem - for joy.
I am covered by HIS grace
by His righteousness
and His mercy till heavens gate.
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I just love lighthouses too - they've played quite a role in my life thus far. I can see the Cape St Blaize lighthouse from almost all the windows of my house and on foggy nights I hear the foghorn. Loved the metaphor you've applied here, Tamara... your lighthouse is built on solid rock.
~ Nicolette
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thanks Nicci, My church has me as the substitute teacher and the children love me. As I love them as well. It is 1-12th but so far I have taught 2-5 graders.
It is so good to be working again. /that disability stuff is for the birds.
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When in darkness one seeks light
When one's wronged they seek the right
When in sorrow they seek peace
For opposites do bring release
When the conflict brings the pain
One again we rearrange
Seeking balance through inner store
The place where both are found and more
Hugs...Eddy
Shine ON....
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ahh, Eddie you know just what to say, I am glad you my first visitor so you could add your free verse sassafrass to my piece. whoora!
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