She is the epitome of strength
carrying within her
the essence of surrender
Dancing between the moons beams
and the shadows of trees
Power rooted
in the magic of transformation
every cycle
rising
rooting
resting
becoming
creating life
Reclamation
The drum beats
and she stands tall
Knees bend
and she smiles
She does not demand
she allows
Receiving
without discrimination
carrying
without complaint
knowing the mantle
she stands upon
Forged
in a fire of wisdom
branded by infinite love
She knows no need
for permission
Her power
has always been hers
