WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

The sculptor's dream, in every curve and line,
A graceful rhythm, like a steady stream.
Her body's form, a vision so divine,
The waking beauty of a perfect dream.
From gentle hip to shoulder’s perfect slope,
A testament to nature’s truest grace.
A living answer to a fragile hope,
The perfect form in time and hallowed space.
She walks with purpose, and a quiet might,
Her body telling stories of the sun.
A vibrant poem, in the fading light,
A masterpiece that has been truly won.
   So let me see the beauty of her frame,
   And in her form, remember beauty's name
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI