In the dawn of silence, she rises with grace,
The world in her hands, no challenge too great.
Her spirit, a beacon that lights up the place,
Her heart, a fortress, unyielding to fate.

Through storms and shadows, she walks unafraid,
Her courage, a river that never runs dry.
In whispers of doubt, her voice serenades,
A melody woven with truth, never a lie.

She carries the weight of dreams yet to be,
Her strength, an anthem of endless belief.
In moments of darkness, she sets herself free,
Her soul, a testament to every relief.

With every step, she builds paths anew,
Her legacy, a tapestry of endless might.
In the mirror of time, her reflection is true,
A portrait of power, a symbol of light.