In the shadows she is strong but the sunlight hides her truth She blooms in the winter but scurries from the spring knowledge of faith doors to freedom further they open for her to just walk through but yet she stays watching it open and close like the talking mouths of people who come to see her then leave She is the girl who is the one who holds her own she doesn't want the search light to shine one her or the ocean of change to move her she is contempt yet yearning more afraid to just reach out and grab it