The Lighthouse Poem by Crenguta Jantea

I used to be the raging sea,
The stormy mighty nature,
That often searched inside to see,
If there is any soul to capture.

Sometimes I look over the waves,
For any fishermen with boats,
That are available in certain days,
To carry off my heavy loads.

I was surprised one night to see,
A light profiling in the distance.
What kind of funny creature is?
That looks at me as if it matters?

It seems to me it has green eyes,
From time to time flashes a light,
As if he's checking if I'm wise,
I can't ignore him since that night.

I wonder why he never moves,
Staring in silence at my wave,
He doesn't care about my moods,
And doesn't seem to wanna leave…

I started to embrace him slowly,
I even pushed him just a bit,
To check his strength and it was lovely,
Yes, he surprised me, I admit.

I needed to know more of him,
Let him explore some of my treasure,
Peacefully approaching in my rhythm,
And time was passing in its measure.

I started to believe we're friends,
When he is signaling his light,
Forcing me chill the stormy waves,
To be with him, and in his sight.

I understood he's just a link,
Between myself and Father Sky.
One instant was enough to think,
Of our worlds, we're passing by.

I'm nesting ancient constellations,
Reflected in the water from above,
That sink and disappear in pulsations,
When sun is spreading divine love.

How can I not enjoy his presence?
And love his energy so much?
I ‘m blessed to get to know his essence,
Whilst I am free to kiss and touch...

I'm just a wild deep sea, you see…?

Poem by Crenguta Jantea