A light keeper to the wanders, the lost ones, the forgotten man,
a new wonder for the sailors, adventurers, and the waiting to be drawn map,
her eyes of jewel, are the constellations, the path made from the glitter falling off her eyes,
she is the one slumbering deep in the ocean, may be in a form of an isle.

Who else couldn't be brave! when she scattered across the night sky, to become the stars,
becoming the hope herself, to align with the darkness of her heart,
in the quiscentness, she lies awake, seeking the ones in shadows like...