A Light Without Witness
Your humility is like the sun:
it does not wait for applause
when it rises,
nor seek the praise of the crowd.
It simply shines.
You need no crown to know your grace,
nor must you burn your lamp
for eyes that refuse to see.
Your worth remains,
even when the lights go out.
And when the last curtain falls,
when voices fade and mirrors crack,
you are still the quiet dawn
that asks nothing
but to be.