Like a lighthouse –
Its light shines far
And bright,
Leading boats
Back to shore,
When the dark creeps upon the night.

When a storm rushes through;
Monstrous waves and rain clash;
Thunder, fright the ears;
Lightening burst with flash;
Yet, you still stand without fears.

The nights we’re miles apart,
I sit; I stare by the frame,
And I place my hands
On the cold, window’s pane –
And remember your claim.

I discovered a new emotion,
To have such alluring faith,
Towards my devotion.

It’s a long ways to see you,
But whenever we are far apart,
Remember in your heart:
It’s your faith – I can still see.