No storm can disorient, no current can sweep,
When love is the harbor light, guiding us deep.
Waves may crash and thunder, doubts may arise,
But love's steady beacon pierces veiled skies.

A refuge from the storm, a solace so bright,
Guiding weary vessels through the darkest night.
Warmth in the distance, a promise untold,
Love's beacon forever, brave, steady, and bold.

In its shimmering welcome, a haven we find,
A love that endures, forever entwined.
When love is the harbor Light