oh my beloved,
I am free,
I have been engulfed and enriched in your every power,
in each moment of every song that has ever left my mouth,
I am free,
you carved me through sorcery,
a painful surgery,
encisions and wounds,
a punctured heart,
yet with all this song you placed in my mouth,
my pallete has ripened,
it has softened in places it never could,
this is the beginning,
I have become an enigma of light,
I reap joy and creation,
to be free,
oh what it is to be free,
to be this wild woman,
so far from cages that even came through mouths,
to be golden as the desert,
whilst holding its heat within this blood,
my rage is never spiteful,
I reign this fire and pair it with earth, air,
the water in me floods,
as if Punjab was home,
Jhelum, Chenab, Ravi, Sultej and Indus,
all assist me in movement,
in flow,
as I walk now,
I feel as though I am a fountain of light,
radiating with every thigh that shakes as I place my whole foot on the ground,
as I magnetise the power of the earth through my legs,
let it ground me,
the blessings of earth, of soil, of mud,
of love,
this will be the first year,
on a day as such,
I will not cry my self to sleep,
today is a day of celebration,
of self,
of freedom,
I am free oh people,
naked, dancing wildly,
under a lightening filled sky,
and I let every nerve in my body be electrified,
I prayed for my pain to leave,
She washed me,
all in her pink, and anger,
my gosh,
what it is to be free,
from people who I always yearned love off,
yet could never love me,
I am free.
Oh Momma,
I am free,
finally.