In still waters where silence breathes, A Nelum rises, calm beneath. So does Anudi, with quiet might, A bloom of grace, in morning light.

Unshaken by the muddy deep, Her soul is calm, her roots run steep. With every step, she leaves a trace Of wisdom wrapped in gentle grace.

Not merely seen, but deeply felt, A strength within her being dwelt. Like lotus petals, soft yet wise, She lifts the world with open eyes.