In the Queen’s consult she stands —
not silent, but powerful in restraint.
 
Her golden gele crowns her like the morning sun,
radiant with honor, wisdom, and enduring grace.
It does not merely adorn her —
it proclaims her worth, her heritage,
and the strength she carries within.
 
Wrapped in tradition and quiet authority,
she understands the language of patience
and the power of presence.
Her waiting is not passive —
it is sacred, strategic, intentional.
 
By her side stands a cockerel,
alert and watchful,
a herald of awakening and new beginnings.
Its vigilant gaze mirrors her own,
for both know that dawn always follows the darkest hour.
 
While unseen deliberations shape the future,
she remains poised —
a woman who understands timing,
a woman who trusts the season she is in.
 
And when her moment arrives,
she will rise not in haste,
but in splendor,
clothed in purpose,
crowned in gold,
and strengthened by all she has become while waiting.