Legends never die

They walk into the storm with feet of stone,
their names a whisper on the wind’s sharp breath,
not born of gold, but forged in fire alone,
they conquer fear with every step of faith.
They fall like leaves in autumn’s final hour,
but never truly sleep beneath the earth —
their courage blooms in every seed of power
we plant in hearts that refuse to give birth
to doubt. They live in the child who stands tall,
in the song that rises when hope seems lost,
in the quiet choice to answer the call
when the world is broken and in need of cost.
Legends never die! they are the star
that guides the lost through darkness to the light,
the echo in the silence, near and far,
a flame that burns forever in our sight.