Shine, beacon of hope
Light the way for all in need
To find healing grace
Here in Indianapolis, a downtown hospital has a lighthouse above the entrance. In December, it also has lights strung as a Christmas tree.
As I drive to school in late autumn and winter when it is still dark in the morning, it often catches my eye. That was the inspiration for my haiku. It also reminds me of the lighthouse symbols I have seen many times on downtown missions serving the homeless, where grace truly can be found.