Free Spirit

Free spirit is she, which some call nymph
But to me she is the path towards another reality
The one unafraid of monsters and the dark

Among fragrant fields she lays nude
The winds gently kiss her with their breeze
At that moment she knows she is loved
At that moment, she can breathe

Her hair pearled with drops from the ocean
Other times they are adorned by morning dew
She is the light in the shadow
The shadow in the light

Like a swan she submerges her body in deep waters
While birds sing as she gently floats
Every inch of her being vibrating
Igniting the blood of ancient Venus 
Sacred blood which runs freely in her veins

Like a child she wonders at the magick all around her
Like a warrior she whispers her oath
Mysterious and eternal 
She is a paradox...
She is a free spirit...
The fire that ignites souls

Sofia E. Falcone
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By Sofia Falcone

I passionately believe one person can make a difference. I write from my own experiences and interests. It is my greatest hope that by writing about my own challenges, victories, hopes and learnings, others may feel inspired to believe more in their inner power and to fully embrace themselves!

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