Lighthouse

In the middle of the sea,
Eyes couldn’t trace a thing;
No creature no sign,
More I addled my mind.

As on island a lighthouse,
She held me up on my foot;
Giving light to my dark,
Helped me clear my path.

She is my blurry mate,
Visible in mirror when trace;
Solving my every quest,
It vanish to take some rest.

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