In the mirror, I find my grace,
A reflection of strength, a powerful embrace.
Maya’s words whisper through the air,
Teaching self-love, showing us care.

Her verses dance, a gentle guide,
In every soul, a love resides.
With each line, a heart takes flight,
Discovering self in the soft moonlight.

Through valleys low and mountains high,
Her wisdom lifts, helps us fly.
A beacon bright, in dark and light,
She shows the path to self-delight.

So here we stand, with heads held high,
Embracing self, we touch the sky.
In Maya’s words, we find our way,
To love ourselves, come what may.