In a sea of brown ground,
there she stood.
Suddenly understanding the regularity of it.
Of how each must feel a separation from the world.
But here she was.
Seemingly feeling the power of it.
Fully grasping the concept that knowledge is
more so everywhere than here.
Accepting her position,
there she grew.
Tenderly acknowledging others around.
In which their feelings were translated
by her own understanding.
Otherwise adjacent to the world.
And here they became.
Purely and with complete honesty.
The complete knowledge of
self, others, tribulation, and completion.