In a world that doubted dreams unfurled,
She wove a code to change the world.
Her mind, a spark where numbers played,
In stone, her legacy was laid.
By the glow of a lamp, she mended the night,
Through fields of despair, she carried the light.
Her hands, a balm for wounds unhealed,
In stone, her strength and care revealed.
Beneath the palms, her spirit soared,
A queen whose heart refused the sword.
Though kingdoms fell, her song remained,
In stone, her love and grief ingrained.
In flames of doubt, she bore her shield,
A warrior's heart that would not yield.
Her voice, a beacon, heavens loaned,
Her courage carved in sacred stone.
Through trails of shadowed, radiant light,
She pierced the veil of science’s night.
Her hands, though scarred by what she’d own,
In stone, her brilliance brightly shone.
With words that soared, she healed the pain,
A caged bird's song through loss and gain.
Her voice, a path the silenced found,
In stone, her wisdom stands profound.
A star by sight, a mind untamed,
In shadows bright, her brilliance claimed.
Through whispered codes, the future flew,
In stone, her genius rang anew.
With steadfast hearts and dreams unbound,
They forged new paths on solid ground.
Through every voice and hand held high,
Their legacy lights up the sky.