She weeps not for the sea
She embraces the current
Becoming the waves

She chases not the sun
She is the moonlight
That cradles the stars

She worries not of storms
She is the warm spring rain
Bringing flowers to bloom

She sees no inhumanity
She is the gentle breeze
That sweeps it all away

She thinks not of endings
She is the innocence of life
A spirit that can’t be tamed