The Lighthouse

A little story about light · keep scrolling

At the edge of the open sea stands a lighthouse.
It has stood there for a hundred years.

Every evening, when the dark comes,
it wakes.

Out there, someone is heading home.

The light searches. And finds.

“Follow me,” says the light.
So she follows.

By morning the boat lies safe behind the skerry.
The lighthouse sleeps. Until tonight.