Almost there...

There once was a Maiden...
Who sought the truth, no matter where it might hide.
She asked, she demanded, until she knew the answers
She was poor and unhappy, others were rich and glad
So she stole, and she extorted, untill she knew wealth.
She was illiterate, and unlearned, and made many mistakes
So she studied, and researched, until she knew the world
She was afraid of the dark, and what might lie within.
So she lit a torch, ventured in, until she knew the night.
Shadow in her shape... echoes in empty rooms
Dust in the wind... nothing is known
The world asked her "Why?"
"Exactly." said she.