In the realm where shadows softly dance,
A queen stands with timeless grace,
Her crown a constellation of stars,
Guiding hearts through nightâs embrace.
Her gaze, a river of ancient tales,
Flows through valleys of forgotten lore,
Each word a whisper in the wind,
Unlocking secrets from days of yore.
Her steps, a melody on the earth,
Echoes in chambers of the soul,
Binding the fabric of lifeâs grand tapestry,
Making the broken once more whole.
In her realm of dreams and endless skies,
She reigns with wisdom, pure and deep,
A beacon in the stormy night,
In her light, all fears asleep.