The Wyld Mon🌴

I don't answer to any identity.

I conform to no constructs or labels.

I am wild; like the green coated veins of the earth that engulf such hoards of natural bounty,

untamable, and as fierce as the howling winds of change,

that inevitably evoke a dance from the highest points of my dear sibling trees;

freedom cannot begin to describe such sensations that I awaken to in my core.

For, I can no longer be controlled,

subdued

or

altered.

My courage is that of a savage,

daring anyone to put me down

for embodying such a feral and untimely truth.

I am that of the earth, a natural force that cannot be ceased,

for I exist outside of reason or logic of any kind.

I dwell in the realms of such rich abundant vitality and vigor, where magic is plentiful as such mystic healing persists to warm the hearts of the once hardened and lost.

I speak to those who danced merrily before me,

for I am time, history unaltered, unfiltered, raw and authentic

as I dust off my muddy moccasins and tighten up my dear hide leggings,

I am creation forever doing a dance eternally towards truth.