Wild Flower

I am a changing soul, evolving.
A guarded wild flower, blooming.
Though I am bound to this jungle floor.
I am aware how my worth soars.

I vibrate delirious energy.
My heart throbs a soulful melody.
Quick to absorb good vibes.
Relating only with the positive tribes.

Time have caused pain and taught me lessons.
Trolled my soul with unanswerable questions.
Followed by gifting me with more experience.
Lacing my inner being with it's essence.

I adorn my scars like art hanging on walls.
Nothing beats the lessons I got from my falls.
They drum up passion and drive to better self.
The need to conquer what life has on top shelf.

Age is merging my broken with divine peace.
Embracing my flaws at my own pace.
A wild flower smiling at the sun shining above.
Reconnecting womanhood and self love.

Love, Black Queen.

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