beautiful beeing
one of a kind
cursed with the gift of seeing
even though she was blind
braided golden hair locks
fell on her pale shoulders
her blue gaze like the hawk's
never revealed to others
she walked this earth
knowing the future
yet she gave birth
to this peerless culture
she taught them
to read and to write
only to cause mayhem
in the turning of twilight
she's still watching
from somewhere afar
what life is like living
trapped in a jar