Beauty itself..Strong solitary woman...

A solitary woman, strong and serene, In the heart of the city, amid the scene, Of chaos and turmoil, emotions run high, But she walks with grace, with a steady sigh.

Her light is gentle, yet so bright, A beacon of hope in the darkest night, Radiating love, amidst the pain, Of a heavy heart, burdened with strain.

She carries the weight of a loved one's sorrow, Yet still, she shines like the sun tomorrow, A true consciousness in a world so dim, Guiding others with her gentle hymn.

She walks with purpose, through the storm, A pillar of strength, her spirit warm, In her, we find solace, in her, we see, The beauty of grace and serenity.