In the gentle embrace of whispering winds,
Wika’s world unfolds, a tapestry unwinds.
Through time and space, her spirit roams,
In realms unknown, she finds her home.

The stars above, her guiding light,
In endless skies, she takes her flight.
With dreams as vast as oceans deep,
Her soul awakens from its sleep.

In fields of gold, where shadows play,
Her laughter echoes, night and day.
The earth beneath her feet does sing,
Of tales untold, of life in spring.

A journey carved in ancient stone,
Wika’s path, her heart alone.
Yet in her gaze, the world does see,
The boundless depths of eternity.