Poetry, Unbound

Lighthouse

There is a stillness
in the moment before
the ocean crashes
upon the rocky shore.
Here amongst this apex of peace –
the clichéd calm before the storm –
is where I see you the clearest.
Who you were.
Who you are.
Who you will be.
And I know,
looking into the depth’s embrace,
that there will be no return.
That the only safe harbor
is your lighthouse
beckoning me to you.

In response to Daily Prompt: Calm
Featured Image: Pixabay – “Lighthouse” by Unsplash (CC0 Public Domain)