Brisa

I am wild and free

But not how you think

I live by obeying my impulses

I am joy, lightning, a flower

Embodying my spirit

In this human experience

I’ve tasted life’s fruit

Both the bitter and the sweet

And still remain hungry for more

I am grown

I am young

I am wise

I shift my consciousness

I heal my wounds

I work with my inner light

I will look no further

I will act in kindness, compassion, and love

To truly align with my purpose

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