She wanders lone in the shade
She shakes herself from the dust
Whispers, "All things will be silenced"
She turns but is seldom seen
Clouds burst, our eyes never meet
Ideas starting to root
Slow, as we drink from the sunshine
As you go, so I'll go
Where you stand I will stand
Stronger than the wind."
In a winter she made, in a world she dreamed, in a night where the only sound is falling snow, she walks.