Legacy of the Lighthouse

Upon the cliff's edge, stout and sure,
The lighthouse stands, its purpose pure.
A beacon through the darkest night,
Guiding lost souls to the light.

Its walls have felt the storm's fierce cry,
Yet stand they still, ‘neath the vast sky.
The sea's embrace, both harsh and sweet,
At the lighthouse base, they meet.

And in its beam, a tale unfolds,
Of sailors brave and explorers bold.
The legacy it aims to cast,
Is hope that shines, forever vast.

The ocean's song, both wild and free,
Whispers secrets to those at sea.
Yet in its chambers, silence reigns,
A testament to all it claims.

So here it watches, night by night,
A sentinel of piercing light.
Through tempests' roar and calm sea's sigh,
The lighthouse stands, ‘tween sea and sky.