She walks with a grace, the light it shines from her face
Her words the wisdom will flow from her lips
Her smile a sign of peace, she talks with delicate ease
She knows her confidence shows of her love
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A glance a stroke of divine to pull back the veil concealing her light
Her life a pillar of strength an ocean of calm in the eye of the storm
On the horizon of Bahá
Two years she would guide, the Guardian far from her side
Her call protecting the flame from within
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Treading this perilous path she moves with quiet resolve
So tender of heart that no sorrow can becloud
In her hands the fate of the world and her eyes on the light of Bahá
Shielding her soul with the cloak of certitude that the birds of the hearts
Be set free to rise above the storm