In the silence of the morning’s light,
Her words echo, fierce and bright.
A whisper turned into a roar,
Breaking chains, she soared once more.

With pen in hand, she carved her way,
Through tangled thoughts and skies of gray.
A journey through the storm she braved,
Her spirit free, her soul unchained.

In every verse, a world unfolds,
Where dreams defy the tales of old.
Her legacy, a beacon clear,
Guiding those who dare to hear.

Sylvia’s strength, a timeless fire,
In every heart she did inspire.
A testament to voices bold,
Her story, forever told.