I was Thinking, or Not

Ereron from Gil-cully Down She, was raving, spinning in her world So very close now, and fare to know Could it be she misunderstood Or did she think she would find the truth She came a ways to look through the hole To know something she thought was old To feel or sleep in the stories told She came along to tag or bag a gag The mistress might see her youth The night might give her pause to breath The knave would please her if he pleases But the jester laughs at her worth And the sis is given in to the path And walks with the fools and cats And knows that she will know the pain Of emptiness that is lost at birth And there she stood, so self assured Ready to take on the jester's mirth Certain she would find his weakness How little she knows his treachery There in time comes the cost She realized now the worth at last But to come so far for loss and return to the down, not aware that she was made from the first