Standing tall on rocky shores,
Lighthouses beam through tempests’ roars.
Guardians of the mariner’s plight,
Guiding safe through darkest night.

Their lights a promise, never fading,
Through fog and storm, unwavering, waiting.
A steadfast glow in swirling mist,
By sailors’ hearts, forever missed.

Ancient stones and stories old,
Of shipwrecks past and legends bold.
Whispered winds around them sing,
Tales of the sea and everything.

Oh, lighthouses, your silent might,
A beacon in the shadowed night.
With you, we find our way again,
Through waves of doubt, through storm and rain.