A lot of things
She used to be a lot of things, they would tell her. But one thing she has remained, is true to herself; mountains of everything beautiful ~ sacred. The universe spins around to take notice, when she walks. A healing power. They ask her her secret and she explains how an abused soul - a tortured soul found light in the darkness of it all. The locks remain on all her windows now, yet, every once in a while she opens them to air out all the stars she holds and keeps safe at night. Who points to the lost and calls them home. There's no sense in trying to understand her next move, just let her roam free with the brave ones who don't believe in limits.