wild flower. wild child

The idea is to live your life in a way that makes you feel lit up. Alive. Full fledged. Beautiful. Know and find what nourishes you inside out, bones to skin and then you build your world from that alone. All else is not part of your revolution; Or your ultimate evolution.

Restless Moon

She is a caged animal during a storm
The rasp and scrape of pine trees in the wind
Her hair is messy, her lips raw
Back and forth, she paces
Muttering curse words all the while
Picture a wild-eyed child raised by wolves
Picture a fortune teller with dark curls
Picture purple flowers
Picture fireflies
Try to imagine her standing still
You know she’ll never let you
But you’ll always want to hold her

Azuki Lynn