Fragrance of light

Beneath the weight of endless night, Where shadows dance beyond my sight, A flicker glows, though faint and small— A stubborn spark that won’t let me fall. The world is cold, its colors drained, Dreams weathered, broken, and stained. Yet in the ruins, soft and deep, A whispered promise dares to seep. I gather fragments, piece by piece, Of lost tomorrows, stolen peace. In silent vows, my soul ignites, And I rise, reborn, from fractured light.