In the mirror’s gentle gaze, I see,
The essence of who I’m meant to be.
A reflection of strength, a soul so bright,
Embracing shadows, welcoming light.
Maya’s words, a guiding flame,
Whisper courage, call my name.
In every line, a story unfolds,
A legacy of love, fierce and bold.
Self-love dances in every breath,
A testament to life, defying death.
In her wisdom, I find my place,
A journey of heart, a sacred space.
In the tapestry of my own design,
I weave with threads both strong and fine.
With Maya’s spirit as my guide,
I walk with love, with hope, with pride.