In the dark of the night, by the ocean’s edge, A luminous chain on the horizon’s ledge. Jewels of light on the cliffs cold and bare, Watching the waves with a silent stare. The beacons shimmer like silver at sea, Whispering paths in the wind’s melody. Jewels of light on the dark water’s crest, A chain of hope on a sailor’s quest. The storms may howl, but the lights remain, Blinking like promises through wind and rain. A pearl in the night, a flame burning true, Guiding the lost to a harbor in view. A gleam on the deep, a whisper, a hand, Reaching to guide the lost ships to land. The beacons shimmer like silver at sea, Whispering paths in the wind’s melody. Jewels of light on the dark water’s crest, A chain of hope on a sailor’s quest. A gleam on the deep, a whisper, a hand, Reaching to guide the lost ships to land. The beacons shimmer like silver at sea, Whispering paths in the wind’s melody. Jewels of light on the dark water’s crest, A chain of hope on a sailor’s quest. The beacons stand, night after night, Treasures that glow in the velvet twilight. They shine in the silence, they light up the foam, For souls on the ocean, guiding them home.
