Where Courage Meets the Spotlight

Backstage, he stood, fists tight,A restless dance before his flight.A passerby paused, caught by his glance,And asked, “What steals your stance?”

“See their eyes, those piercing stares,Ready to judge, to strip me bare.Their disdain lingers, sharp and cold,Weighing down my heart, so bold.”

But the stranger smiled, a truth to tell,“Those who judge, in silence dwell.For courage lives where dreams take flight,And they’ve not faced their own dim night.”