Also posted on The Well Written Woman – “I Walk”
I walk like I own the whole world.
My hips move clouds,
My breath guiding them along,
And water springs where my heels pierce the earth.
I walk like the world is mine to hold.
My steps ring confidence’s battle cry, thrumming wildly in its echoes.
I am a lioness, fierce as hell
But softer than gossamer.
My hands are made of fire,
To light and warm, to smelt and refine,
Though never to harm.
I walk like I own the whole damn world,
Because, right now, I really do.
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Several weeks ago, as I walked into a store, I felt strong, confident, and fierce. And these words fluttered and tumbled around in my brain, refusing to leave until they were given a voice. I will admit, sometimes I really like it when that happens.