The Lights

A desolate and black forest,
filled with death and broken lives.
Crumbling and falling apart,
abandoned with no hopes.

A small light,
dances through this midnight forest,
searching for hopes,
and new dreams to begin.

Waves crash in the distance.
With a desperate sprint,
the light flee's to the sound.
Awaiting the new dreams,
that would surely come from such a beautiful sound.
When he gets there,
there is an ocean of black.
Crashing upon broken rocks with nothing more than a moldy foam.

A loud sound pierces the air,
a horn,
and then a flash.
A lighthouse spinning in an endless circle,
repeatedly lighting up the sea.
As the little light looks down again,
he saw the oceans true beauty.
A sparkling blue,
gracefully separating over rocks of white.
Creating the sound that only the gates of heaven could unlock.

Finally the light is at peace,
and slowly it fades into the black of night.
The ocean turns back to an abyss of despair,
and all is as it once was.