In the quiet of her solitude,
She found whispers of her soul,
Each page a mirror reflecting,
The depths she yearned to know.

Amidst the chaos of the world,
Her pen bled truths untold,
Crafting solace in her words,
A sanctuary to behold.

With every rise and fall she faced,
Strength emerged from pain,
Her journey stitched with courage,
In every loss, a gain.

Through the storms and gentle rains,
She danced with fierce delight,
Illuminating the paths she crossed,
A beacon in the night.