A Poem in memory of HRH Queen Sirikit
Her Grace, Forever Woven
The hand that wove a nation’s grace — inspired by Queen Sirikit of Thailand.
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She heard the song within the loom,
A heartbeat rising from the room,
The sound of faith, of humble art,
Of hands that shaped a nation’s heart.
O Queen of grace, our hearts still bloom,
Your thread of love outshines the gloom.
Through every weave, your light remains,
In every soul, your art sustains.
From silken dreams to golden thread,
She wove the path her people tread.
Through every cloth, through every seam,
She turned devotion into dream.
O hand that wove our nation’s grace,
Time cannot dim your soft embrace.
The sky may change, the stars may fall,
Your spirit shines, embracing all.
The looms still hum, the fields still gleam,
Your love lives on — a gentle dream.
Through every craft, through every prayer,
We see your heart still woven there.
O Queen of grace, forever near,
Your song we hold, your path we hear.
You taught us love, you taught us art,
Your woven soul still guards our heart.
And through the years, her grace remains —
a light that time could not erase.
The hand that wove a nation’s grace
still shines in every thread of time.
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With profound respect and heartfelt remembrance of Her Majesty Queen Sirikit.
CODE Studio Co., Ltd.
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