In gardens where the shadows play,
She whispers through the leaves and light,
Her verses dance in soft array,
Embracing both the day and night.
Her words, a gentle, flowing stream,
Reflecting skies of azure hue,
In dreams of love and life they gleam,
A soul so pure, a heart so true.
Amidst the echoes of her song,
A melody of hope and grace,
She guides the weary hearts along,
Through time and space, in her embrace.
Christina, with your timeless art,
Your legacy, a beacon bright,
In every line, a tender heart,
A guiding star in darkest night.