Perfectly Wild Femininity

A poem by Karalea Richards

Tamed, Tricked, Trapped

Sedated, Berated, Frustrated

This thing we call “Woman”

This dangerous, wild beast.  

She must be conquered, constrained, contained

Because who knows what would happen

If *SHE*...was truly *set free*

Free to allow Her wild femininity

Shake loose the chains of a society

That fears your too… “much-ness”

Your deep instinctive, Soul... “touch-ness”

Break free from the sinking fear inside

That keeps you from following your inner Guide

Let go of the terrors that extinguish your Light

Too loud, too fat, too thin, too much fight

--or-- 

..so helpless, so weak, unable to fend

Alone, attacked, unchaste….for men

Listen, woman, listen….to your deep soul voice

This wild and natural; true Self choice

Follow your dreams and ambitions with fierce conviction

For true femininity holds powerful prediction

This profound, embodied, deep knowing

Intuitive, creative, nurturing and growing

She balances fragility and pure love

With a fierce and protective shove

Pushing her way above….. 

...every inflicted wound.

This wild woman - completely in tune

Set her free, let her loose, emancipate

Beautifully bold in her current state

Wild feminine beast - claim your power

Surrender to your truest nature --  tonight

Let your massive wings take flight

For you ….. are the ‘spark of life’

For you are the creator of humanity

For you are the daughter of a Great Mother Earth

Claim your crown - wild Sister

For you are free and fierce and found

You are learned and loved and light

You are powerful and passionate and…

Wildly - Femininely - Presently -     - Perfect.