Poem: Inside the Lighthouse  

Housed in a sturdy structure

Ingenious design

So many functions at my disposal

Part of a proud line

 

Situated on the topmost floor

Key instruments at hand

Sensitive to the elements

I seldom sleep

 

Shifting scenes, unusual sightings

Vessels bound on mysterious missions

Laden with cargo, mundane and the magical

I am both the observer and the interceptor

 

Seeing below and beyond the surface

Prevailing influences, forecast of storms

Submerged obstacles, unexpected encounters

I am the protector and the guide

 

Clarity and power are vital

Dust distorts my vision

The Keeper is ever watchful

Reminder of responsibility and brilliance

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