musing

Wild Heart

she has a wild heart,
a heart that is full of wander
burning with curiosity
and passion
she dreams of open roads
and fields of wild flowers
with the wind blowing in her hair
and the sun
lighting up her face
she wasn’t born with roots
no
that girl was born with wings
she has to fly
to leave
to wander
she goes with the wind
if you love a girl
with a wild heart
love her recklessly
but leave her wild
for she has more of the earth
to touch
to cover
to see
to love
she’s got a lot of leaving
left to do
she has more miles to go
under the soles of her feet
don’t try to change her
to make her stay
to cripple her wings
for she isn’t meant to be tamed
she isn’t meant to stay
in one place
let her be
let her live
wild
and free
for the world needs
more wild hearts like
hers
to be complete

Becca  Martin 

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