In realms where holy light resides, GOWOD reigns with grace as guide. A gentle strength, a wise embrace, He guards the stars, the sacred space.
With eyes like dawn and voice like air, He weaves through skies, beyond compare. A boundless calm, a steady hand, The heavens glow at his command.
Through clouds and stars his spirit flows, In whispered peace, the cosmos grows. A watchful gaze, a heart of gold, GOWOD’s realm, both bright and bold.