❤️Crown of the Dawn❤️
For Cleopatra❤️
She was born where the river carried stories to the sea,
Golden light on her shoulders, wild as destiny.
A heart so open it could shelter every storm,
Yet the world keeps teaching roses why they grow their thorns.
She spoke with the humble and she walked with kings,
Carried the weight of empires on delicate wings.
Every smile hid a battle nobody could see,
The brightest souls are often forged in tragedy.
When the night came calling,
She didn’t run away.
She gathered every broken piece
And turned it into faith.
I’m rising from the ashes of a thousand shattered dreams,
Fire in my bloodstream, lightning in my veins.
The darkness tried to own me, but it only set me free,
Now I’m dancing with the shadows, turning chains to melodies.
Oh-oh-oh, hear the heavens sing,
Oh-oh-oh, let the lost hearts dream.
Every wound becomes a doorway, every tear becomes a sea,
And the love we leave behind is who we’re meant to be.
The crown looked heavy but her spirit carried more,
Every choice a crossroads, every blessing a war.
She loved with a fullness that the world couldn’t hold,
A rare kind of kindness more precious than gold.
The tides kept changing, the allies disappeared,
The people who adored her sometimes fueled her fears.
Yet she still chose mercy when revenge was in reach,
Some lessons aren’t spoken—they’re silently preached.
And when the towers trembled,
When the ground gave way,
She found the sacred center
Where the soul learns how to stay.
I’m rising from the ashes of a thousand shattered dreams,
Fire in my bloodstream, lightning in my veins.
The darkness tried to own me, but it only set me free,
Now I’m dancing with the shadows, turning chains to melodies.
Oh-oh-oh, hear the heavens sing,
Oh-oh-oh, let the lost hearts dream.
Every wound becomes a doorway, every tear becomes a sea,
And the love we leave behind is who we’re meant to be.
They’ll tell you power’s a throne, but power’s a choice,
It’s finding compassion when you’ve lost your voice.
It’s carrying heartbreak without letting it spread,
Planting living gardens where the old pain bled.
The soul grows strongest when the ego grows small,
When you answer hatred without becoming it all.
Every fall’s a lesson, every scar’s a map,
Every ending’s a doorway that swings right back.
The river keeps flowing, the stars still align,
What’s meant for the spirit can’t be stolen by time.
So hold your light higher when the darkness appears,
The diamonds of wisdom are polished by tears.
I’m rising like the sunrise over ancient sands below,
Carrying the stories only wounded hearts can know.
The storm became my teacher, the fire became my friend,
And every broken chapter led me here again.
Oh-oh-oh, hear the heavens sing,
Oh-oh-oh, let forgiveness ring.
The crown was never gold alone, it was the love she gave away,
And that light still burns forever at the breaking of the day.
She was never just a queen,
She was courage wrapped in grace.
A reminder that true power
Leaves love in every place.
And when the river meets the ocean,
When the stars reclaim the sky,
The brightest hearts don’t truly leave—
They become the light. ❤️
❤️Dawn❤️