You carry a fire the world can’t see,
To become who you’re meant to be.
It flickers most when nights are long,
It feeds on silence, not on any song.
Some chase sparks that fade too fast,
While others build a flame to last.
Take one step true, then take one more,
The path will meet you inside your core.
The loud will boast—the bright will blind,
Yet the depth walks quiet and leaves a sign.
The flame is yours yet don’t be flown—
It’s kindled where truth is sown.
Let others drift and walk away,
Their fires dim along their way.
Don’t look towards the crowds to cheer,
But to become what you hold dear.
So guard the spark and let it grow—
Enough to see the path you know.