“Search Light” by Olivia Danielson

SEARCH LIGHT

Olivia Danielson*

A hollowed-out tower rest at the fringe of the frosted lake that holds monstrous chunks of ice, like pieces of cereal floating at the peak of white milk.

During bitter winter nights the hollow tower shines its’ yellow light that projects a runway of illumination as if the ships that lay on the lake will walk down the aisle.

The light that leads the way to the horizon line seems to whisper, “Bring me home”, influencing captains to find the courage to overcome the obstacles of a harsh wrath winter sets upon them.

A light that escorts the mighty to a safe haven of warmth and promises that tomorrow will come to reward those, who have conquered the black midnight of the Midwest’s mid-January, despite the cold that could encapsulate you with ice so thick it would dress you in crystal with one breath of the wind.

So, the hollowed-out tower stands as guard to these brutal winter nights as a reminder to those on the lake that home is where the light glazes over bringing faith that this light, bright enough to reflect off of Venus looming in the night sky holds the promise of a tomorrow, though it is never guaranteed.