Unshaken

She walks with fire beneath her feet, A steady heart, a soul complete. No chains can bind, no walls confine, Her strength, her will, her light divine. She carves her path with steady hands, Against the tide, she makes her stand. No need for whispers of consent, Her voice, her guide—her own ascent. She builds from ashes, shapes her fate, With love so fierce, with dreams so great. She bows to none, yet lifts the weak, A force of thunder, bold and sleek. Not born to follow, not to kneel, She wears her wounds, she dares to heal. With pride unshaken, fierce and free, An independent soul—just let her be.