The light

Like a candle in a window shining bright to lead a sailor home at night. Gods light will guide me closer still, till I’m the one peeking over the windowsill.

He show me the path and all I must do is follow the light like the sailors do.

A candle light gold on the darkest night, is warmth enough for all who fight. A light like this has brought me home over the threshold no longer alone.