The evening star rest
And the rising moon
Rids the night of dimly lit
Stars

Her transparent soul drifts
Soft dreams of love oppressed
When awake, she walks in silence,
As her paths are already set

With the ascending beams
Radiating from the star of the east
She awakes to witness
The majesty of sacred earth

Feeling the soft touch
Of cool morning air
Reflecting on the paths
That brought her here

She wants to jump the line
And race willingly  into
Uncharted forests
To prove that there are more
Paths to take
Than the ones
Laid for us