A dark-skinned goddess, regal and wise,
With eyes like cities, reflecting the skies,
Dreams of homes she's yet to discover,
As she wanders the earth, a perpetual rover.
In her gaze are stories of centuries past,
Of triumphs and tragedies, all meant to last,
She holds the power of generations gone by,
In her being, strength, and resilience never die.
Her skin is a canvas of endless beauty,
A celebration of diversity, a true duty,
For she carries within her the power of creation,
And the world around her reflects her elation.
With every step, she leaves a trail of wonder,
As she moves forward, never looking asunder,
For she knows that the path she's chosen to tread,
Will lead her to places ...