Change
The weather, seasons and circumstances – change they will. Change they must. For time ushers in the present – then melds it the next instant into a past out of reach evermore.
The future is hailed, the future is pursued. Yet, does the future ever really manifest in accordance to the mind’s conception or the heart’s desire?
The tide, clock and calendar – they will turn. Count on it! The turning is transformational. The turning is ineludible. The turning changes you and me too.
Day upon day, even lighthouse life is remade. Lightkeepers have come and lightkeepers have gone, the optics and fog horns are ever evolving, and now, reliance upon the guardian’s lifesaving powers is waning.
Along this incessant march into the unknown, I have discovered the one thing that change cannot touch. My love for lighthouses! Such affection is timeless – such affection goes with me always.