The Lighthouse Of Pigeon Point Poem by Michael Walker

Above the waves that break in foam on loam,
Over the shore's perpetual smile,
The lighthouse must forever stand alone.

Where birds have flown and all the flowers have blown,
There, his light bids us to bide awhile,
For only light for darkness can atone.

Although his bell tolls with a subtle tone
Across the coast for mile after mile,
The lighthouse must forever stand alone.

On desperate shipmates his light still is shone,
Even when their lives his light defile,
For only light for darkness can atone.

Though in many hearts he his peace has sown,
Even when the seas turn to churning bile,
The lighthouse must forever stand alone.

While we will waste away as flesh and bone,
His stately stone never goes out of style.
The lighthouse must forever stand alone,
For only light for darkness can atone.