I knew her when she was a thought that escaped my head,
I knew her when she took to crafts of the paper and the thread,
I knew her when she took to war and the people’s “righteous” calls,
And when she would aid her heroes before their final falls,
I knew her when she grew a tree of olives the first time,
I knew her when she was praised in music and in rhyme,
I knew her when she took that girl, ...