“she's remembering her soul dna…
how it's magic-touched. how she's flower essence.
how she's fire soul. how she's allowed to trust that she's
protected and carried on her way… even in the unknown,
even in the wild. and that her lungs should breathe
so freely and her wings should be untethered… and that
the voice that should have the most say here
is the one inside her heart.”

– butterflies rising

» The butterflies rising poem ‘she's remembering her soul dna… how it's magic-touched. how she's flower essence. how she's fire soul' is a poem that is in her book ‘wild spirit, soft heart' and was originally published on the butterflies rising poetry blog