A Lantern in the Desert

A dim lit lantern sits in the desolate desert,

A storm brings a chill to a dark, dangerous night,

The moon called in sick, the stars hardly shine,

It's lonely, and the only sound is a whine,

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The whine of the wind, haunting and ghostly,

A lantern boldly awaiting it's time.

Surely somebody will need use of its glory,

A traveler lost will make use of it's shine.

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For now, the lantern fights with a soul full of fire,

To stay grounded, illuminating the world with it's light,

It once felt forgotten, deserted, and broken,

Until a spark lit it's purpose with magnificent might.

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The fire rekindled inside of the lantern,

As a lightshow of lightning lit up the sky,

The frightening fear faded to courage,

The hopeless lantern decided to try.

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It won't be long before a traveler finds promise,

A light in the distance, a warmth far away,

The dim light brighter than a cold empty shadow,

A message of hope, that all is okay.