Down the road she walked
Talking to herself all along;
She spoke of what she was seeing
And learning on her walk.
There was much noise around her
For each passer-by was in a hurry
And shouting in his own way.
The girl was disturbed, yet,
Continued with her journey
For she knew only that.
Amidst all the din
She heard it clear, without a doubt,
A voice calling her; she was so sure.
The girl quietened down her chatter,
Hearing again, this time, clearer, the call.
The unknown voice seemed so dear to her
And pulled her like the greatest bond.
Her hidden chains broke away from her;
She was free, free at last,
As she chose to follow the call.