this is the reason for dreaming
Wendla is everywhere and nowhere at once, possessing the world and her thoughts in a way she never has been able to. How could she have understood that moments ago she was a girl, and now she is a person, a full person. An awakening stirs her, moves through her legs and arms and her belly, tingling her skin. Something was changed forever, and yet Wendla liked it this way. She liked this mysterious beauty.
Oh Melchior, she hoped he felt as she did now for it was only with his guidance that she reached this place. And Wendla knows now the place we all strive to get to, when alone under a lazy tree, or wrapped in the dark covers at night.