In fields of grace, a woman stands,
Her beauty blooms in distant lands.
Strength, a river coursing through,
Courage, a flame that brightly grew.

A flower, nurtured, yet left to shine,
In a garden where virtues entwine.
Petals adorned with tales untold,
A story of resilience, strong and bold.

Her gaze, a beacon in the night,
Guiding others with gentle light.
Roots anchored in trials faced,
Yet, a bloom of elegance embraced.

She dances with the wind's sweet song,
A melody of strength, where she belongs.
Untouched by hands that seek to own,
Her spirit, a garden forever sown.

Oh, homage to this woman fair,
Whose essence fills the vibrant air.
A blossom, free in fields of choice,
Unpicked, echoing a silent voice.