EMERGING
I’ve heard some say
Why did she do
What she did
Wasn’t exactly what
We thought she would
After all
Look ahead
Nothing she said
Pointed that way
But which way exactly
Was that?
And what will happen
To ideas
Uncontrolled
And wild songs bold
And thoughts just begun
Bound as to run
How can she reach
And still all keep
The promise she dreamed
When all life seemed
The heavens and more
How can this last
When she’s bound to the past
By tradition and norm
Symbiosed to form.
Now mellow she seems
Changed are her dreams
But are they?
Isn’t that what she knew
Even as she grew.