In The Midst Of The Storm!

That enormity that encloses mysteries
is lifestyles itself.
That swaying of waves that collide towards the hardness
and threatens to interrupt the calm;
the ones waves that burst into splinters that glow
and turn out to be a necklace of foam;
that insatiable roar this is enlivened with the aid of using the afternoon
and scresps menacingly like a monster with one thousand heads;
that hoarse turbulence of abyssal dangers,
are the feelings. The Storm is there to cause havoc, keep calm and take refuge else you loose hope and stumble to the ground

But towards the wind of the sea, the lighthouse:
its mild pierces the darkish trace,
is a creature surrounded with the aid of using water and salt,
based withinside the desert,
submerged,
exhausted,
scourged,
however firm;
its sighting
is refuge,
a shadow
that guides,
just like the man,
like you...

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