" Because it was raining outside the palace Because there was no rain in her vicinity
Because people kept asking her questions Because nobody ever asked her anything
Because marriage robbed her of her mother Because she lost her daughters to the same tradition
Because her son laughed when she opened her mouth Because he never delighted in anything she said
Because romance carried the rose inside a fist Because she hungered for the fragrance of the rose
Because the jewels of her life did not belong to her Because the glow of gold and silk disguised her soul Because nothing she could say could change the melted music of her space
Because the privilege of her misery was something she could not disgrace Because no one could imagine reasons for her grief Because her grief required no magination
Because it was raining outside the alace Because there was no rain in her vicinity. "