Roots

They often know her name 

They often see her flame 

They often question what they see in her besides her well built frame 

They try to reach out to her inner mystery 

in hopes to fulfill their curiosity 

They often fear their infatuation with high intensity 

They often find gratification in this maze like game 

They often make the mistake of contemplating whom to blame 

When all along , the trail to her roots should have been their.....  AIM