DAWN EMBRACE

The queen awakes, not with jewels and crown,
But with sunlight's kiss, on slumber unbound.
She throws off sleep, a silken cocoon,
And greets the dawn, a warrior newly mooned.

Her form, a canvas where grace resides,
Stretches and yawns, dispelling shadows and tides.
A crown of braids, her golden sunbeam's prize,
As she rises, strength painting her eyes.

No royal chamber holds her captive now,
The open earth calls, with promises somehow.
To mend, to breathe, to find solace in stride,
A queen's resilience, where healing can hide.