In the heart of night where fears reside,
A spark ignites, a flame inside,
It whispers softly, yet burns bright,
Guiding through the endless night.

With every step, though fraught with dread,
Courage walks where angels tread,
A silent force, unseen yet near,
Dispelling doubt, dispelling fear.

Through storms that rage and winds that howl,
The spirit stands, unbent, unbowed,
A beacon in the darkest hour,
A testament to inner power.

So let the world throw what it may,
For courage lights the darkest day,
A gentle strength, a quiet grace,
That finds the light in every place.