On a rugged cliff
the lighthouse stands
a beacon of hope in the storm
its light cutting through the darkness
guiding ships to safer waters.
The keeper tends the flame with care
a solitary watch in the night
his only companions the stars above
and the crashing waves below.
In the stillness
he listens to the sea
its endless whispering of secrets
a timeless conversation with the shore
a dance of light and shadow.