Echo of Light
In the silent chamber of the soul,
Where shadows stretch and whispers toll,
A flicker dares to pierce the night,
An ancient hymn of steadfast light.
Walls of doubt, they tower high,
Yet cracks reveal the endless sky.
Through veils of stone and threads of fear,
A voice awakens, sharp and clear.
What is the weight that binds the heart,
But lessons cloaked as fractured art?
The climb is steep, the air is thin,
Yet triumph lies not without, but within.
The beams descend, a sacred rite,
Weaving strength from dark to bright.
And in this glow, a truth takes flight:
The path to freedom starts with light.