a beacon

by walterdoege

near sea, walking along the beach, at the horizon, after sundown, one light blinking…the star and the moon just arrived…I listened the bells toll…some brighting melody…I sit down at the café…waiting for her…after a while…that light blinking keep blinking at the same point…perhaps a fixed star, I thought…after a couple of hours…time go fast!, so fast…full night…I recognized that light blinking…the solitary beacon!, perhaps the beacon take some rest…the most probable is that after some rest, I watched at a glimpse…the solitary compannion…for travelers at the sea…for travelers like myself…the beacon never stop blinking…my travel is endless…the same old beacon…I follow it’s light…most of the time…a rainbow over it…a merry sight at my horizon…she stading by my side…another star in the sky…the old beacon of old times…it’s brightness is so worth…love blinking…a party at skies