12 January

i could not fathom then just what the sea would hold

when first i came to this post so many years ago...

i stand upon a pinnacle rising out of the deepest water which spins around this universe

days and nights marked only by the sun which rises and sets accordingly

stars and sea and stars and sea and stars and sea

I was young then and star-struck with the majesty

so carelessly I tossed my secrets deep into her stormy depths

never seeing, in my innocence,  that I could lament the loss of them

now I stand on the edge and call those secrets back to me

those days when I thought I had something worth holding

and those days when I knew I had nothing

but they do not answer

sometimes I think i see them glimmering on the glass of a smooth sea

but it is only mirrors

what the sea takes it does not easily give back

and this sea has taken all from me

only when the storms come do I remember that I gave it willingly

and i am free



  1. Absolutely wonderful. I was captivated by your words. I love lighthouses!

  2. It needs great bravery to give anything willingly. Such is the sacrifice. Nicely done.

  3. that is a stunning image. beautiful heartfelt words to accompany it.

  4. This needs to be read more than once.
    I have a friend who was married to a light house keeper - she lived more than 25 years in remote places, and now her grown son is a light house keeper. It takes a very particular personality.

  5. Such truth in your intrigue of collection of words, and one, sole, inspirational image!


  6. wonderful images you captured.. and i like the end..

  7. A couple of words: stirring and impressive...

  8. Loved the POV of the lighthouse keeper...nice...

  9. Yes, I felt so sad when I learned that the man in the photo died from that wave! The words - oh my!

  10. Oh yes, that moment that one is free....

  11. Very moving indeed. Freedom paid for.

  12. This is so lovely and well written!


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