In the stillness of the twilight hour,
A voice once vibrant, now a whisper,
Maya’s words, a timeless power,
Her legacy, a lasting fixture.
Through struggles fierce and dreams so high,
She soared above with grace and might,
Her spirit, like an endless sky,
Illuminating the darkest night.
The world may mourn her earthly flight,
Yet in our hearts, she finds her place,
Her wisdom, guiding through the night,
Her courage, we shall all embrace.
Though she has left this mortal plane,
Her essence lingers, pure and strong,
Maya Angelou, in joy and pain,
Lives on through every soulful song.