The starless night gave a piercing gaze

To us, lost sailors, who sought paths to take.

With no light in sight, no star to chase,

We dared not wander; stayed still and afraid.

Dread had drowned the ocean’s lulling sound,

And screaming waves echoed in the moonless dusk.

No hope or fellow folk could be found,

So, we allowed the darkness to deceive us.

But deep within our lone, sleeping souls

Was a fire destined to be rekindled.

All along, we’ve had an inner glow

With a burning purpose to enkindle

This fire has not only warmed our hearts

But has also made us bearers of glad tidings.

Now, we can be our own beam in the dark

And rekindle a torch of stars colliding.

We are torchbearers who have risen

From the deepest of seas and dimmest of nights

To carry perpetual heat and light.

Together, we will restore the harmony of lives.

Never will there be a starless sky,

For we, torchbearers, will raise our flaming torch

With the heat that shapes and light that shines,

No path on land and sea will go unexplored.

About the Poet 

Jessamyn M. Guinanao is a dedicated student from Far Eastern Private School, Al Shahba. She is one who would stare at a blank canvas and see the beauty of what she could paint on it. As a young girl with big dreams, she seeks to follow what sets her soul on fire. With her burning passion and motivation to thrive, being part of a committed team makes her feel the most alive.