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a voice always running gets lost in the wind

Woman running through a field, escaping Shibari, Stockholm, Sweden.

I am learning
that a voice always running
gets lost in the wind

for my voice to rise
above the noise
the static, the clamor

I need to stop running
whether it’s to
or fro

let my roots sink deeply
so deeply grounding
into the Earth

I tell myself I am looking
for a reason
to stay

when what I really need is
the courage to let go
and spread my wings

fly
from the ashes that have
nurtured me as I find my feet

the only reason I need
is my inquisitive mind,
a curious heart

the only reason I need
is between my
two feet

x

© The Beast Goddess
// Photo by Källarmannen

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