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Nine Months Among the Stars
Beyond the Earth, where silence reigns,
She soared through voids and vast domains.
Sunita Williams, bold and bright,
A voyager lost in endless night.
A mission short—so it was planned,
Yet fate had drawn a longer strand.
Through trials fierce and cosmic strain,
She braved the dark, endured the pain.
Among the stars, she worked and toiled,
Where time stood still and moments coiled.
She measured light, she tracked the waves,
Unraveled space, its hidden caves.
Each orbit spun, the Earth grew small,
A distant home, a distant call.
She longed for winds, the ocean’s spray,
For sunlit fields, for skies of gray.
Yet duty bound her to the deep,
Where endless nights and shadows creep.
She danced in weightless, drifting flight,
A silent waltz with cosmic light.
Her weary limbs, her longing heart,
Yet still she played her fearless part.
She fought through time, through days unplanned,
To bring us knowledge, hand in hand.
And when the capsule streaked the sky,
A fiery trail, a last goodbye,
The world looked up and sang her name,
For courage earned, for truth she claimed.
Sunita’s tale—a beacon bright,
A mark of strength, a guiding light.
For those who dream beyond the shore,
She opens doors forevermore.