After a year of deep self-reflection, Myra, migrant community leader, co-founder of Tres Marias, and member of ROR, offers this poem as a quiet but powerful tribute to leadership rooted in care, solidarity, and collective strength. Through her words, she reminds us that true leadership does not stand above others but walks beside them, planting seeds of hope, connection and shared possibility. 

With eyes that see beyond the day,
A leader rises, lights the way.
No grand decree, no gilded throne,
Just seeds of kinship, gently sown.

They walk among us, hand in hand,
A quiet strength across the land.
They hear the whispers, feel the plea,
For shared endeavour, unity.

A spark ignited, faint at first,
A tiny hope, about to burst.
They gather threads of a common dream,
And weave a vibrant, flowing stream.

Through open doors and willing hearts,
They mend the broken, play new parts.
Connecting spirits, side by side,
Where doubts diminish, fears subside.

No task too humble, burden great,
To build a future, a guiding light
Transforming darkess into bright.

For in their vision, clear and bold,
A story yet to unfold.
A community, strong and true,
Because of leaders, just like you.

By Myra Aragon - Tres Marias