In the tender embrace of her words, we find
A solace that whispers through the night,
Her voice, a beacon in the darkest of times,
Weaving strength and grace, a luminous light.
She stands tall, unyielding and bold,
A testament to battles fought and won,
Her spirit, a tapestry of stories told,
Inspiring hearts with the rise of the sun.
Through trials and triumphs, she remains,
A symbol of courage, unwavering and true,
Her legacy, a river that cleanses and sustains,
A guiding star in skies of endless blue.
O Maya, your words dance and sing,
In the soul of each who dares to dream,
You lift us, with wings of hope you bring,
A timeless echo in humanity’s stream.