Poetry Weaver

My Lighthouse

seashore with lighthouse

How did I get here? Have I been gone that long?
The currents and tides tugging at me so strong
I know I am lost- just cant find the shore
Trying to find what isn’t there anymore

Like a tempest I’m tossed, can’t seem to hold on
The tide sucks me back….out to sea I am drawn
Confused and alone and I know I will drown
Frantic and struggling but land can’t be found

Then what do I see can it be true-
A dim light in the distance comes into view
Blinking the water back out of my eyes
I struggle to reach it then He hears my cries

He shines even brighter to help me to win
He leads me and guides me and helps me come in.
Exhausted and torn I collapse at His feet
He gathers me up in His loving arms sweet

He holds me comforts me and my poor heart He mends
Encourages me to endure to the end
I have never felt safer so secure or so warm
Never felt so much love so much peace from the storm

He lights my path daily as sweet life does glide
My heart feels so happy with Him at my side
Oh Master you shine down on me from above
Your light holds me -enfolds me -and fills me with love

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Posted on

June 24, 2021

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