You are now 18, standing on the precipice,
trembling before your own greatness.
who say you are too young and delicate 
to make anything happen for yourself. 
They don’t see the part of you that smolders.
Don’t let their doubting drown out the sound 
of your own heartbeat.
Your bravery builds beyond you. You are needed
by all the little girls still living in secret, 
writing oceans made of monsters and
throwing like lightening.
You are stronger than the world has ever believed you to be.
The world laid out before you to set on fire.
All you have to do
is burn.
This is your call to leap.
There will always being those 
You are the first drop of a hurricane.
You don’t need to grow up to find greatness.

―  Clementine Von Radics

Today, my name fits comfortably in my own mouth.
No metaphors needed. I am the brightest thing in
every room. I am both the prince and the princess.
I slay the dragon while wearing pink. I am the
goddess. There is no shame in the blood between
my legs. Leave rain water and lotus flowers at my
altar. Watch as I rise from the lake, demand the
blood of men as a sacrifice. A woman’s mythology
is riddled with stories of her own throat being
slashed, her heart on a silver platter. Today, I
am asking for gold. I am sparing myself. I am
the one left standing at the end of this story,
dagger still in hand. I am the lioness. The
combination of women’s past – Medusa,
Joan of Arc, Hecate, witches burned at the
stake. I’ve got their blood in my veins. I
know how to start a riot. My voice is only
heard when it’s a battle cry. The revolution
was birthed from my womb. Eve was
abandoned for choosing to see the
world, and I’m continuing the legacy.
—  LEGACY, angelea l.

[Before Joan of Arc was given command of the french army, she was to be judged by 18 bishops of France to discern whether she really was on a holy mission sent by God, or a fraud. Seguin Seguin, dean of the faculty at Poiters, recalls excerpts of the interrogation:]

‘I asked her whether she believed in God,’ Seguin reported of the girl who spoke to angels. 'She replied, “Yes, more than you do.”’

The Dominican professor of theology Master Guillaume Aymeri’s challenge to Joan: 'You said the voice told you that God wishes to deliver the people of France from their present calamities. If He wishes to deliver them,’ Aymeri said, 'there is no need of soldiers.’

The response Seguin described […] was exasperated, indignant, and hardly the words of a girl overawed by her interogators. 'In God’s name!’ Joan said. 'The soldiers will fight, and God will give them victory.’ It was an application of what Joan’s comrades-in-arms remembered as her favorite alphorism: 'God helps those who help themselves.’

'What language do your voices speak?’ Seguin asked.
'A better tongue than you,’ Joan answered.

—  “Joan of Arc: A life Transfigured”, by Kathryn Harrison