The Wild Woman Poem by Latha Prem Sakhya
The Wild Woman
The Wild Woman
She surfaced
Through the myriads of materialistic layers
Overpowering and taming the self
Ensconced in mores and traditions.
A butterfly in its beauty and naturalness
A life force, free, unhampered
A spirit of attunement
Leading to pathways strange
Hitherto submerged and hidden
Trusting your heart
Trusting the small guiding voice
Inside, wild, yet authentic
And true to self
Doing what gives joy-
Laughing, crying, dancing, howling,
Sniffing, growling, scratching, loving,
Running free, taking naps- the female soul
The source of the feminine, a luminous being
Sagacious, instinctual source of feminine survival.
The source of the feminine, a luminous being Sagacious, instinctual source of feminine survival...............quite fascinating story by the life of an woman, yet of passion utterly doused in emotion eloquently flowing by ingenuity through metaphors and imagery,10++++, thanks for sharing
hmm interesting. As a woman will have to read a few times to see how i feel about this. Well written though. ' howling, Sniffing, growling, scratching, loving, Running free, taking naps- the female soul' for a moment I thought perhaps you were writting of a dog. I hope women are rated above a dog!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 9:43:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The woman has two selves; on the surface she is a typical woman attuned to the world of reality; on the other hand inwardly she is strange and wild, her real freedom and passions being in her inner life..