Old Lighthouses II

So I went to the ocean
and peered into its soulless depths
and veered from the cold darkness
that sought my embrace

So I looked back across the land
across the land I had known
across a dying landscape of souls
that had none to embrace

And I wondered so very deeply
Where were the warnings of old

And I pondered on the witness
On why the warnings weren't told

So I looked for my reflection
on the windy, choppy seas
on the windy sandblown beach
that was the edge of the knife

So I came to an understanding
of my sandy ocean shores
of my sandy plastered skin
that there ever was just one light

And I thought about the warning
About how it was misplaced

And I wondered if the criers
Had left this world disgraced

So if something was to be done
about the darkening times ahead
about the peoples so mislead
as they hearken to these shores

So if light could show the future
about to dash upon the rocks
about to find the soulless depths
and fill its endless stores

There had to be a candle
Before the mirror that would light

There had to be a spark
Before the warning could ignite