The Keeper of Night’s Glow

The Keeper of Night’s Glow

In the black depth of night where shadows plot and creep
There stands a stubborn sentinel, refusing even to sleep
A star burning behind the ribs, a lantern’s bold defiance
While darkness whispers cowardice, the keeper mounts a stance
Not for a moment does the inner blaze flicker or falter
It flares, it singes, it roars at the void’s relentless assault

Gloom prowls, teeth gleaming, eager to feast on radiant dreams
Yet the keeper unsheathes hope like steel, and nothing is as it seems
The void sulks, plotting in corners, hurling nightmares and pain
But the inner flame only mocks, burning away every stain
This light will not cower, will not retreat from the dark’s embrace
It laughs as it dances, casting fire across night’s cold face

If the night tries to rob secrets from your soul’s inner keep
Let the blaze guard the threshold, burning horrors in their sleep
Shine on, relentless luminary, let the gloom gnash its teeth
Your fate is your weapon, and the shadows tremble beneath
For every spectral claw, for every trick of fear
The keeper’s fire blazes–unyielding, crystal clear

Storms may howl and shadows crawl, but the flame endures
Lighthouse amid tempest, a hope that darkness never cures
Let the void plot, let the gloom deepen and the winds moan
You blaze ever brighter, conquering the unknown
You are the master of this darkness, the keeper and the glow
And the night must learn what it means to bow