In the heart of the darkest night,
Stands a tower, shining bright,
A lighthouse, steadfast and bold,
Guarding secrets yet untold.
Through storm and tempest, it remains,
A beacon through the wind and rains,
Its light a symbol of pure might,
Guiding lost souls through the night.
On rocky shores and treacherous seas,
It brings weary sailors to their knees,
Offering hope when all seems lost,
A savior despite the cost.
Oh lighthouse, guardian of the coast,
Your light endures, a constant boast,
Forever standing, night and day,
Leading us on our journey’s way.