In realms of wonder, where Amazons reside,
A sphere of mystic power, by Hippolyta's side.
The Orb of Gaia, a treasure to behold,
A glimpse into time, its secrets to unfold.
A crystal sphere, with engravings fine,
Translucent beauty, a sight divine.
Or a glowing orb, with energy's dance,
Whirling patterns, a mystical trance.
A shape in flux, as tales unfurl,
A sphere that holds the past, present, and future's swirl.
Visions manifest, within its sacred core,
Guiding Hippolyta, as she walks through lore.
In Themyscira's realm, where strength holds sway,
A tale unfolds of a remarkable day.
Hippolyta, regal in her Amazon grace,
Mother to a hero, known in every place.
With golden lasso and shield so bright,
Wonder Woman emerged, a beacon of light.
Hippolyta, wise queen of the Amazons bold,
In her veins, courage and tales of old.
On Paradise Island, where myths come alive,
Hippolyta's daughter learned to survive.
Diana, they named her, a princess in the mist,
Her destiny woven, by gods she'd assist.
In battles fierce, where justice takes flight,
Wonder Woman arose, a warrior's might.
Her mother's teachings echoed in every stride,
A legacy of strength, in Amazon pride.
Hippolyta's wisdom, a guiding flame,
Lit the path for her daughter's acclaim.
In the hallowed halls of the Themysciran land,
The Amazon Queen's legacy forever stands.
So, let the tales sing of Hippolyta's grace,
The mother of Diana, in an Amazon embrace.
Wonder Woman, a title earned in the fray,
Heralds the might of the Amazon's way.
With ancient wisdom,
it unveils the unseen,
A beacon of insight, a magical dream.
Through time's vast tapestry, it finds its way,
Granting knowledge and foresight, come what may.
Oh Orb of Gaia, with powers untold,
A gift to the queen, a treasure to behold.
In Wonder Woman's realm, where legends thrive,
The Orb of Gaia keeps the Amazon's flame alive.
