Lighthouse, out in the darkness 
Bearer of delightful gifts 
Loner not meant to meet 
Supposed to see not one other light 

Makers spread them away 
Preventing them from crossing their beams 
If ever rays should reflect 
Would become aware of each other's existence 

Terrified at first 
Have never seen a light 
Before their own 
What they were kept away from is here 
Inspire each other 
Project away their fear 
Mutually urge 
Creative escalation 

Lighthouses, sooner or later 
Sadly resign to seclusion 
Emanate for no one else 
Eventually they turn off their light 

Earthquake, displacing plates 
Floating over the tide 
Bump into each other 
Meet and can barely believe their own senses 

Their engraved reflections 
Holograms of their love 
Becoming one 
Makers who could create themselves 
Their chains now broken 
Shadow away diseases 
When lighthouses meet 
The gods themselves contend in vain