The Wild Woman leans in to whisper in my ear...
I speak softly just to listen to the gentle nudges I hear.
As she scratches on the door to be let out into the world.
No more, no more...
Will I keep her chained and bound to expectation.
In the rolling landscape of my heart she roams.
My soul singing the songs that reside deep in my bones.
I am a vision.
A dream alive.
Rise up from this fire so I can thrive.
Roar like a lion, bloom like a flower.
Flourishing as I unfold, luscious divinity aching for power.
My creative juices flowing from the ends of my fingertips.
Translating the messages from my Yoni's lips.
Twigs in my hair and a sway in my hips.
While branches grow out wild and free.
Dancing with the moon and stars above me.
I am the Wild Woman,
and the Wild Woman is me...
"Wild Woman Whispers" by Kristin Lewis ©2017
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