In the quiet of a new dawn
She stands alone, unbroken
Her heart a compass guiding
Through fields of dreams unspoken
The echoes of her laughter
Dance with the morning breeze
Unfettered by the shadows
Of doubt and uncertainties
Her spirit like a river
Carves paths through rugged stone
In solitude she finds
A kingdom all her own
The world may try to tether
Her wings with chains of gold
Yet freedom’s fire burns brightly
In stories yet untold