And this from So Said The Lighthouse Keeper…
When to his end the old man came
Death told him “You’ll not die in vain”
And on his lips the fatal kiss was placed
But from within his falling chest
The old man uttered one last breath
And had we heard his parting word
We’d know that he had said…)
Followed by Hope…
Hope is like a lighthouse keeper’s beam
Hope the master cobbler of our dreams
For Hope believes in desert streams
The mightiest of stars
The microcosm in a jar
Vast or small they all revolve on Hope