Feminine Energy
In the quiet dawn, she rises,
A force of nature, gentle yet strong,
With eyes that see beyond horizons,
And a heart that sings ambition's song.
Her energy, a river's flow,
Graceful, fierce, unyielding might,
In her, the seeds of dreams do grow,
Nourished by the dawn's first light.
Her spirit dances, wild and free,
With every step, she claims her space,
A testament to what can be,
When ambition dons a woman's face.
Through storms she walks, with head held high,
Her strength a beacon, burning bright,
In her, the stars and earth align,
A warrior of both day and night.
Her dreams are mountains, tall and grand,
Her will, the wind that shapes the land,
With feminine energy she stands,
Ambition cradled in her hands.
In her, the future's light is cast,
A tapestry of endless scope,
She carves her path, she moves steadfast,
An emblem of unyielding hope.