"She... there is a she.. "

She..... She rises from the ashes, born anew A phoenix from the flames, her spirit shines through With eyes that blaze like fiery suns She lights the path, for everyone Her heart, once heavy with compromise and pain Now beats with courage, a warrior's refrain Her voice, once whisper-soft and low Now thunders forth, a lioness's grow With wisdom's crown, she wears her years A sage of ninety, through laughter and tears Her spirit dances, wild and free A maiden of eighteen, full of glee And when the winds of challenge blow She stands, unshaken, a mountain's glow Her ego, once fragile, now a shield Defends her soul, a warrior's yield Yet, in her eyes, a spark remains A child's wonder, a heart that still sustains A phoenix risen, she spreads her wings A masterpiece of resilience, joy that clings She is the storm, the fire, and the rain A force of nature, a soul reborn again She is the phoenix, risen from the ashes gray A shining star, that lights the way.