759. When shadows fall and silence fills the air,

SONNET 759
By JH Sayyar
When shadows fall and silence fills the air,
And tempests howl with fury’s ruthless breath,
It stands alone, a flame both fierce and fair—
The heart’s defiance in the face of death
Though fear may knock with trembling hand,
And doubt may whisper lies from every side,
True courage does not boast, nor make a stand
In noisy pride—but walks with quiet stride.
It bears the weight of loss, the sting of pain,
Yet rises still, though hope be faint or far.
It finds in every wound a chance to gain
The strength to heal, a light from every scar

O noble flame that never bows nor breaks
From thee, the soul its truest armor makes.