Hair of different textures

In threads of midnight, spun with care, A canvas woven, beyond compare. Each strand a brushstroke, fine and bold, Wild hair, just looking so bold. A crown of coils, a vibrant might, Afro's style, a dance of light. In twists and knots, a moment shown, Resilient roots, beautifully grown. With sunlight's kiss, a golden sheen, Or moonlit shadows, a regal scene. Loads of textures, rich and deep, Where heritage and beauty sleep. From dawn's first light to evening's grace, Afro senses tales, time cannot erase. A variety of colors, bold and free, In every strand, a legacy. Through gentle breezes, it softly sways, A language spoken in countless ways. A masterpiece of nature's art, Worn with pride, close to the heart.