In the shadow of giants, she stood tall,
With a voice that echoed through time,
Maya, the poet who heard destiny’s call,
A beacon for women, in her rhythm, her rhyme.

With words like silk and fire intertwined,
She wove tales of struggle and grace,
A tapestry of courage, vividly aligned,
Empowering women of every race.

Her spirit, unyielding, defied the storm,
A testament to strength and will,
In the face of adversity, she was reborn,
A legacy of hope, her dreams fulfilled.

Through her eyes, the world saw anew,
The beauty and power in every soul,
Maya, an angel who always knew,
Women’s stories are worth being told.