Lighthouse Star Compass Foghorn Poem by Saiom Shriver

Lighthouse Star Compass Foghorn



The lighthouse which guards from rocks
The star which guides by night
The compass needle pointing north
The foghorn calling through the mist
The Shepherd's gentle calling voice
The ship arriving upon the horizon
The Healer's touch of grace
The pathfinder through trees' maze
.. sent by the infinite love of God
in which we are always immersed

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