One summer's eve
o'er an Eerie Lake,
A lighthouse dreamed
of a solar wake.
Yea, both shed light
on the dangerous rocks,
And return our sailors to hometown docks.
Sol was setting quick
in twilight's grasp,
when in the soupy thick
we heard a gasp.
as the man in the moon
black as coal,
rose up soon
and took a bite from Sol...
Then he took another
and then some more,
a ring of fire
would soon be in store.
but the thickening cloud
and impending night
conspired to shroud
this mysterious sight.
so I packed my gear
and left this land
knowing that in morning clear
the lighthouse would understand.
And, one summer's morn
o'er an Eerie Lake,
a lighthouse would dream
as Ole Sol awaked...
NOTE: Shot at Spitzer Marina in Lorain, Ohio. The Lorain Lighthouse is a local icon and historic landmark.