Stillness of Light

J. Ishaan

The wind runs wild

across empty ground—

no footsteps, no voice,

no soul to meet its cry.

The sun slips away,

its final rays

brushing the earth

in tender, fading gold—

a beauty too fragile to stay.

The light falters.

Darkness folds in:

soft, slow, complete.

A boy stands still

beneath a sky

that has forgotten stars.

No moon to hold him—

only shadows

and the silence of everything.

Yet he hopes.

He dares to believe

the sun will rise again.

But how could he know?

Light does not vanish—

it only waits

for eyes ready to see.

So he watches.

Still.

Afraid.

But he does not turn away.

And in the hush

between moments,

a shimmer stirs—

not from the sky,

but from within.

The new day

doesn’t mirror the old.

It shifts, reshapes,

and still,

life moves—

as it must.

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