"Waves swell beneath a sky of fading fire, the wind carries echoes of forgotten names..." Drifting through the velvet dusk, Torn between the stars and sea, Every tide a whispered hush, Calling softly out to me. Maps have run to ash and dust, Guided now by silent grace— I sail beyond the fear I trust, To find a long-lost, sacred place. And when the clouds begin to part, A golden glimmer stirs my heart... Harbor of light, beyond the storm, Where broken souls can be reborn. A beacon drawn in dreams unseen, Where sorrow fades in silver sheen. "I reach, I breathe, I see it clear— The haven I have held so near." Years adrift in endless grey, Ghosts of hope like sails unwind. Each horizon slipped away, But still the longing burned behind. Now the silence starts to sing, A harmony the stars ignite— The sea reveals its offering, A path that leads me to the light. No chart can show, no words define, The shore that waits beyond the line... Harbor of light, beyond the storm, Where broken souls can be reborn. A beacon drawn in dreams unseen, Where sorrow fades in silver sheen. "I reach, I breathe, I see it clear— The haven I have held so near." Now the lanterns gently burn, Hung by hands I thought I'd lost. Each a memory returned, Each a flame that paid the cost. No more shadows in my wake, No more winds to tear apart— I've found the shore I swore was fake, And dropped the anchor in my heart. Let the storm howl behind me, Let the dark oceans close. I’ve passed through the fury, To the stillness I chose. The sky breaks in silence, The dawn slowly climbs— This harbor remembers What the world leaves behind. Harbor of light, where peace remains, Beyond the hurt, beyond the chains. A beacon drawn in dreams unseen, Where sorrow fades in silver sheen. "I stand, I breathe, I hold it tight— This sacred shore, my Harbor of Light." Waves kiss the hull with quiet grace. The wind no longer calls; it sings.
