In the muddy lake she swam,
Bee stung, even though she ran,
Tried to catch a star but burned her hand,
She said, “Nonsense, I’m not going, it’s for people that are old“
They found her in a coma, before they could take her to a home,
In the end, in the darkness, her light most brightly shown.
Faithful Fractals: Poetic Prayers 