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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