I was once a tornado, a volcano, an unstoppable force of nature. I roared through life with a wild, uncontainable energy, leaving traces of my fierce existence everywhere I went. Then, in a bid to root myself in the normalcies of society, I dug my feet into the ground, seeking stability and calm. But in doing so, I watched as my flowers grew dull and then fell off completely. I cried as my leaves turned brown and shriveled, mourning the vibrant spirit that once defined me.

But now, oh now, the air is getting heavy and the winds are picking up. There is a fire starting behind my eyelids, a spark that refuses to be extinguished. My belly hungers for the raw power of destruction, the kind that makes way for rebirth and renewal. I can feel the storm building within me, ready to break free once more.

Hold on tightly, for this resurgence will be fierce and untamed. The dormant force within me is awakening, ready to reclaim its rightful place. No longer will I be confined by the expectations of society; I will rise as a force of nature once again, embracing the chaos and beauty that comes with it. My spirit will blaze with intensity, reshaping the world around me and reminding it of my indomitable essence. 🙏🏾❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer