Her Destiny

Her destiny is to run as a wildfire
Consuming all in her wake
In fellowship with zephyrs and gales alike
Her destiny is to run as a midnight thunderstorm
Darkness and lightning trading
Her destiny is to run as a river flows
Strong, true, straight
Her destiny is to run as a whirlpool swirls
Gathering all into her center
Capturing their essences
Her destiny is to run as the sunset envelopes
Slowly bartering the night
Within her restless sojourn
As a spirit would traipse
She travels as gypsy moonrise
And owns the void

Reviews

[KWP]

ooh i love this - reminds me of the book ‘running withe the wolves’ women should be fearless, not worry for conformity, they should be themselves in whichever version they deem fit - well, we all should be like this really, not just women. I guess I can relate to the wild woman following her heart :D

[Nipplegrinder]

Thank you so much, K. You're right. We all should be. This one was fun to write.

[Ardra]

Midnight thunderstorm....wow... I love this one.... :))... ah the wish to be free and to be the gypsy soul she is...
Thank you for writing this... 💓

[Nipplegrinder]

Thank you, Ardra, for loving it. It means a lot.

[Onlyme]

Wow. remarkable insight and thought-provoking material. That is spellbinding. Hook, line and sinker. Reels you in and keeps hold of you.

[Nipplegrinder]

Thank you so much! So pleased you enjoyed this!

[Molly67]

Outstanding!! This one moves me, or maybe I'm biased. Good work!

[Nipplegrinder]

Thank you, sister mine. I love you, NJ.

[Molly67]

Love you too, dear brother K!