Elysian Lighthouse

When in the comfort of the darkness A bright light suddenly appears Dispelling notions of forgiveness Forgetfulness or other ways of letting go When waves once more crash 'pon the surface Of my soul and drag me under in their wake When wakefulness peers through the windows And drags me out from under heavy blankets Out of the once made choice to slumber in my grief To wake to sunshine rays and moonlight gently leaving The sky a brightening array between the lines of clouds No longer fearing surf against the rocky shore Relying on the incandescent light that shines The lighthouse on the shore of the Elysian Islands Draws in heroic virtue and dispels the craven vice That would abandon in forgetfulness my soul.