Old stone steps on a sleepless hill
Wind sweeps past with a restless will
Your lone light cuts the silent drop
Holding night so the hope won’t stop
Shadows tremble around the bend
Footprints fade where the paths descend
Your steady glow clears the jagged climb
Turning danger into time
One small flame in your open palm
Feeds the lost with its steady calm
Life keeps faith in the humble crown—
Bravery lives in the lantern you don’t put down