She awoke in the night

From her haven of rest,

Summoned by forces

Unseen to the eye.

That the sands of time

She now should defy-

Her heart pounding deep

Within her breast.

To the window she runs

In nightgown, feet bare.

She climbs to the edge,

Her mind is racing.

This moment of freedom

She now is embracing.

Moonlight on her face,

And breeze in her hair.

This spirit-

Too free to let loose,

Yet too tame to be held confined.

Searching for those untold truths,

That somehow were lost

In the land of time.

Daughter of the night,

Dancer of the wind,

Find your answer

In the beams of the moon.

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