In the silence of the morning’s embrace,
A voice, once mighty, now whispers no more,
The world stands still, in quiet grace,
As Maya’s spirit begins to soar.

Her words, eternal, etched in time,
Speak of courage, hope, and light,
Though her presence fades, her rhymes
Guide us through the darkest night.

The echoes of her wisdom remain,
In each heart she touched and healed,
Her legacy, a gentle rain,
Nourishing the dreams she revealed.

Farewell, dear Maya, your journey ends,
But your essence lingers, pure and true,
A guiding star, a poet’s friend,
Forever in our hearts, you’ll bloom anew.