The Mind's Lighthouse Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

The Mind's Lighthouse



Eye insolated mind
finds too few consolations
ahead or behind.

Beacon beckon high
perched up in the mind's lighthouse
fingers hurt heart's cry.

Belfry lighthouse shaft:
watch tower witness raft of change
peninsula aft.

Pointed glance for why
and wherefore scans horizon,
hopes answers float by
until sea meets sky,
till haze plays daze with thought maze
echoing soul’s sigh.

Adopt or adapt,
option apt adds attention
rapt to verse unwrapped.

(16 September 2012)

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