World, meet girl

person showing left eye

Poem by Ana Marcela Ramirez Cabal

First breath drawn in your embrace,
Cradled by life’s joyful greeting.
Since, she’s presenced no such grace,
Sowed seeds in your first meeting.

Deep as life, her trembling steps
Found wisdom rooted in the earth.
The scheme of nature with its webs,
Proved to girl she needed stealth.

Unburdened laughter of a flower,
Constellated spirits gleam much brighter.
Girl is glossed and polished, cursing power.
She sprouted protests: grander, louder.

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