For my father January 19, 1931 - June 30, 2006
TO MY LIGHTHOUSE
Ysabel de la Rosa
Thou art
light-in-darkness
shelter-from-storm
sign-of-safety
the place-of-high-seeing
that grants
the wide, the deep, the far
perspective.
Wind does not bend you
nor wave break you.
I will look for thee
through all voyaging,
look to thee on all
homeward journeying,
knowing I cannot fail to
find thee, for time and
traveling have taught me:
should the light go out
in untoward circumstance,
thou wilt not, cannot cease
to shine.
Ysabel de la Rosa
Thou art
light-in-darkness
shelter-from-storm
sign-of-safety
the place-of-high-seeing
that grants
the wide, the deep, the far
perspective.
Wind does not bend you
nor wave break you.
I will look for thee
through all voyaging,
look to thee on all
homeward journeying,
knowing I cannot fail to
find thee, for time and
traveling have taught me:
should the light go out
in untoward circumstance,
thou wilt not, cannot cease
to shine.
Image and text Copyright 2006 Ysabel de la Rosa.
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