The Light You Carry

There is a glow within you,

soft as dawn, steady as the stars.

It flickers in your quiet moments,

shines when you dare to be seen.

This light is not borrowed,

not given nor taken—

it is yours, born from the fire

of your dreams, your kindness,

your strength to rise again.

It guides you through shadowed paths,

a lantern when the road bends unseen.

It mends the cracks sorrow has left,

warm against the cold of doubt.

And when you stand in your light,

unafraid, unhidden—

others will see their own reflection,

their own glow, waiting to rise.

For light calls to light,

and yours was never meant to stay small.