In the silent embrace of the endless sea,
Stands a sentinel, steadfast and free.
Its light pierces through the darkest of nights,
Guiding lost souls with its unwavering might.
Through tempests and storms, it never falters,
A beacon of hope, where the ocean alters.
Its tower stands tall, a symbol of grace,
A guardian of mariners, in every place.
The waves crash hard, but it stands strong,
Singing the mariners’ eternal song.
In its glow, they find their way,
Bringing them safely, night and day.
Oh, lighthouse, keeper of the shore,
Your luminescence is forevermore.
A silent hero, in the vast, deep blue,
Forever lighting the path that’s true.