Could you be a window
In a darkened hall
To give a passing soul
A way of seeing through the wall
And people stop in front of you
And into you they peer
Uncertain what they see because
You're not exactly clear?

Could you be a lighthouse
Standing on a shore
Meant to send a light out
To the sailor in a storm
But even though you show your light
Not a boat can tell
You didn't know you're not supposed to
Shine it on yourself?

Are you a bell that hasn't tolled?
A drum that hasn't rolled?
A word of hope unsaid?
A declaration never read?
Could you be?

Could you be a siren
Made to raise your voice
But sinking in the silence
Afraid of making noise
Even though the enemy is flying overhead
Even though the fire is continuing to spread?

Are you a spear afraid of flight?
A constellation afraid of night?
A principle unknown?
A pilgrim holding on to home?
Could you be?

A flare afraid to burn?
A wheel unfree to turn?
A compass shunning north
In a vessel straying way off course?
Could you be?

Could you be a lighthouse
Standing on a shore
That the lost are looking for?