There is a place inside
where all my yearnings go hide…
When I’m not listening,
not paying attention.
When they have gone
unheard for too long.
So I’ve decided I’m gonna
go looking for them.
I’m gonna find each longing,
every soft, aching spot
in the bones.
Each howl trapped in the chest.
Every long forgotten cry of the soul.
And I’m gonna set it free.
This is me, the Wild Woman.
The river beneath the river.
The One who knows.
Watch me rise.
Hear me roar.
~Ylvaana
