The Lighthouse Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

The rampant surge of
This iridescence is
Captivating.

A lonesome lighthouse
Stern in gait
As the light transits
From one fragment
Of the morose
Sea
To another.

A halcyon vindication
For the sea’s
Lucid trepidation.

The lighthouse
Scampers over the sea -
Alone, muted
And ebbed.

Until the sea
Conspires with the
Mediterranean winds
And transatlantic
Splendors -

The sea laughing,
Enamoring these tiny,
Beautiful specks
of life and
Light.