In a theater where shadows play,
She stands alone, her voice a ray.
A wave approaches, wild and free,
Yet she sings with quiet plea.

Her song, a whisper, soft yet strong,
A final note where hearts belong.
As chaos nears, her voice persists,
In the darkness, hope exists.

With every breath, she shares her soul,
A fragile light, making whole.
The wave may crash, but she remains,
Her melody in endless veins.