she is understanding; only judging others unless it is righteous and pure in nature
like birds to the tress and the sea and the sea to the shore she will always return to what she loves and what needs her
she has no regard for the gods, for she never needed them anyway
even in her youth she is sage, baffling others with her words and her knowledge
she is rough, she is crude, she is beauty, she is serene
she is not gentle to the ears, though she may be gentle to the eyes
neither censored or soft spoken, she lives according to her will and she chases happiness like the dear old friend that it is
determined in her entirety she hods truth in the palm of her hand
look to her, she is the stars
