"Silent Majesty"

Before us stands a portrait, but this is more than just a face. It’s an image of earth, motherhood, strength, and silence. Her russet hair is braided, intertwined with golden stalks — as if she’s grown from the very soil, as if she is both the harvest and the fertility.

Her face is serious, focused, with her chin held high. She does not look down, she carries her strength in silence, unyielding. On her head, a small golden bird perches — a symbol of light, a blessing. Behind her, circles like a halo form, emphasizing her iconic and elevated presence.

She is not just a girl — she is the memory of the earth, the voice of summer, the feminine connection to nature, to the rhythm of the harvest, to the breath of life.

"Silent Majesty"

by Veranika Khvorashch

In her hair, like wheat, the sunset gleams,
Each stalk a trace of passing dreams.
She speaks no word, but her gaze runs deep,
Deeper than the years we keep.

A golden bird — a sign above,
Sits in silence, bound by love.
She is not just in flesh and bone,
She is the depth of earth alone.