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 Chorus 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 Chorus 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