She's Changed...

So cool with those powder blue accents
They're not the only things that are new
Her old dæmons gone, for now at least
Breathing fresh air, drinking pure water

My telescope is an imperfect instrument
But some things are seen quite clearly in it
Her radiance increases
As it recedes from my view
As it should be
As it must be

She doesn't need any man's help
She's thinking for herself
And she will decide for herself
What the next steps will be

And she must be doing
Some very good things
Things that shine with such a radiance
That they can be seen clearly
Through an imperfect instrument
From so far away