poetry from the womb ~ wild woman soul

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Wild Woman Soul

Lost in dreamland, a dismantled skeleton

alchemical abyss shrouded by the mundane

Her instincts ripe from the depths of souls nature,

She clamours for the fragrance of silent mountain air.

Clawing at the earth, squatting, the initiated Warrior,

Burning and potent, robust, wide eyed.

Singing for soul and for blood and for babies,

Roughshod and free, the wild woman soul.

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