lost .
She l o s t herself in the trees
among the ever-changing leaves.
She w e p t beneath the wild sky
as stars told stories of ancient times.
The flowers grew towards her light,
the river called her name at night.
She could not live an o r d i n a r y life
with the m y s t e r i e s of the universe
hidden in her eyes.
- Christy Ann Martine
