Her sustenance is her innocence
Flocks called her unwary, powerless to stand against wit. While she defined faith, they painted her silly. Yet she stood the might of adversities, she poured in her soul and mind, just for her inner self.
And rose the sun one day to uncover her power. While the flocks tumbled in pomposity, she stood unbruised.
Reason being, her innocence was her sustenance.