This is about Lyra. I hadn't read all of the books at this point but I was in the beginning of the third one. I think it's mostly right though. I won't update until I've got three reviews for the second and first poem.
The Eve of a New World
Although conceived in sin and born in shame,
The child is the one.
She is the one
Who possesses our destiny.
In her hands are our lives,
And she has the power of life or death.
She has the choice of a sinful world
Or a perfect world of no evil.
Although she is the One,
They were not with her.
They hid from her in shameful fear
Of her knowing her own destiny and past.
But now, they search for her,
For she is Eve,
The Mother of Creation.
She is the Eve of a new dawn.