"The Mountain Within Her Never Moved"

I come from a soil where dreams are sown,

Where voices are soft, but hearts are grown.

Not with riches, nor with pride,

But with a fire I hold inside—

To see the pain that others miss,

And turn their silence into bliss.

I’ve seen the wait for rightful aid,

The tired hands that never prayed.

And in those eyes, I saw my quest—

To serve, to fight, to give my best.

Not to sit in power’s chair,

But walk the fields and truly care.

To be the bridge, the strength, the guide,

For every soul left behind.

I dream not of glory or fame,

But of hearing someone whisper my name—

Not as a ruler, but a light,

That walked with them into the night.

So here I stand, with heart so wide,

A simple girl, but dignified.

For I shall rise, and I shall lead—

A great Soul', with roots and creed.

-Sana🧡

Kirat Mahizh