Truth may burn,
innocence lost,
Strength found, but not,
where it was searched

A child once,
under guiding tutelage
Unto her own,
has found a way

Master of her surroundings,
In control
Not perfect, not flawed,
Accepting

Finding the thread,
holding it's fabric
Eager to find,
to which end it leads
and

Aware,
Ever aware

Shed gray cloak,
embrace inner desires
Trust in those, worthy
Look up, gaze forward
become

Aware,
Ever aware