Lantern Light

The guardrails of time have engaged Lantern Light to lead the way. Guiding the ships through the harbor at the dock of the bay. In the right place at the right time, sticking to its own divine course and not be swayed.

Lantern was wise beyond its years and yet its child like prism kept the lens pure and the gateway in sync. Lighting each destination to and fro, brightening every facade after the ointment of laughter and pain is applied. To retro-fit a new itinerary never known in its current phase as derision mounts and tensions flare up and fade away. Returning to a new day of old the old guard although familiar yet and still, unclaimed.

There is nothing new under the sun but as Lantern chose to run from the visitation of the moons trip around the globe three hundred thirty-three times, leaves a lasting impression bestowed upon the frame of the bow.

This time around the key for the ships set to sail surrounding Lantern Light, recapturing a glimpse of fate one starry night rendering a passage from long ago. Lantern Light never met a stranger as its rear-view was constantly on replay a deja-vu lens that comes back around, again and again. To get it right and be made new; in the sight of the rear-guard vestibule.