1. To the ignorant I am a wonder;
Let their wonder at me endure!

2. My ways seem hard and perilous to them,
Though to me they are proper and pure.

3. My goals seem to them upside-down,
Though I move straight as light of noon.

4. I circle sunwise while they spiral widdershins;
Their North is my South, their West my East.

5. While still a babe, I spread my wings to fly
Toward the purpose I was meant to seek.

6. Their elders creep, yet call the upright crooked;
In mud they toil, while stars illume my peak.

7. My night shines brighter than their brightest day;
My interest grows with time, while theirs decays.

8. My sky glitters with sun, moon, stars;
Their sight is veiled from such displays.

9. A convent is my home, my world its grounds;
Its residents are my dear families.