The world changes,

people learn and move up,

move forward.

She remains the same,

unchanged,

like stone.

Winds bring hurricanes,

life can crumble but also be rebuilt-

shadows aren’t always omnipresent.

She sits still,

cold and indifferent,

like stone.

Each day brings new wonders,

there is beauty in freethinking.

She can choose

to step out of the darkness,

leave the veils in the past,

and acquire new knowledge.

She chooses not to speak up,

or speak out.

Despite all the commotion around her,

she remains silent,

unbothered,

like stone.