Sitting upon a rock
beneath a lighthouse
it’s light beaming,
playing o’er the ocean
emotions and thoughts
drifting o’er the foame seas
battles within, but not alone
we hold your hands
and ever so gently
stroke your forehead
and brush your hair
with all the care
we do have within us
whispering to you
everything will be okay
images of clouds
drifting around us
upon mountain tops
crisp night air
and star-studded skies
moonlit jeweled beaches
and white crested waves
sounds of the breakers
shared memories and songs
healing within
glimmers of hope
becoming apparent
our combined light
growing bright
souls soaring,
entwined, melding
upon cosmic shores