Though humble birth, a world unknown surrounds, A whispered truth within my spirit sounds. No gilded metal gleams upon my head, Yet in my core, a royal claim is bred.
For deep within, a goddess takes her form, Born of this earth, weathering every storm. Perhaps a life in shadows I have trod, But in my heart, I am a child of God, A princess of a universe unseen, Where inner worth and beauty intervene.
I see the crown, though veiled from mortal eyes, A radiant halo that forever lies Upon my brow, a testament so clear: You are of worth, cast out all doubt and fear.
This unseen grace, a power that ignites, A silent mandate in the darkest nights. "Take charge," it whispers, "of the self you hold, Your destiny, a story to unfold."
No gentle hand to guide, no throne in sight, But strength within, a burning, inner light. I am made for more, a purpose deep and true, To rise and strive, in all that I pursue.
To serve my people, my own sacred tribe, To lift them up, where truer feelings thrive. To mend the cracks, to sow a seed of grace, And make this world a more divinely graced space.
A tribe of goddesses, with spirits bright, Who wear their crowns in pure and inner light. We rise together, in a radiant array, To transform the world, and greet a brighter day.
For in this knowing, this invisible crown, My purpose blooms, my spirit takes renown. A lady born with royalty within, My reign begins, where love and goodness win
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