RETURN TO GRACE

Golden hues paint the path ahead,
As the queen returns, with hope newly fed.
Sweat, a crown, glistening on sun-kissed skin,
A testament to the battle she's won within.

Her heart, lighter, with burdens released,
A smile blooms, where doubts had ceased.
For in the journey, her strength she did find,
The queen and the healer, forever entwined.

So let the whispers of nature remain,
A reminder of healing, through sunshine and rain.
For the queen's true beauty, beyond crown or decree,
Is the spirit that thrives, forever wild and free.