she went off to the city to find what she was looking for to identify to really try to find herself some hope with the summer sun for laughing then the winter rain did pour she was lovelier from learning and from living loving more from her dancing loving young soul and the gypsies in her dream to the pulse of stark acceptance when the winds begun to freeze with no curfews left to hold her and no walls to shield her pain finding out that facts were older and that life forms are insane the presence of protection seemed to fade as did her doubt that she now was no exception nor was the love who pushed her out though the streets cried out go homesick virtue strength of mind would ring in the melodies of meaning the sad song she learned to sing now her teachers and philosophers and the poet s silver throat are the vessels which on wisdom s karmic ocean she will float was this her revolution just a child in love s crusade with the question in her innocence through the lies her eyes betrayed