Wild.

Untamed.

Feral.

Teeth.

Hair.

Toes.

Chanting Abandon.

Stomping Heartbeat.

Drumming the Call to Justice.

No longer silenced.

Finally heard.

My cloak of invisibility torn in two.

The Holy of Holies revealed.

I am She.

I am Her.

The awakened Witch can no longer be burned.

The World awaits her teaching.

They hunger and pine for her word.

Their curiosity lives in her.

Once again they can breathe.

Here I get my fill and never know hunger or want again.

copyright Lauri Ann Lumby

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