She Is Fearless
Her hands, fragile, yet lift the sprouting of a wild plant.
Her heart is filled with so much compassion for mankind but she does not consider herself weak.
She reaches for the sun, embraces the harsh winds from nature’s inconsistencies and her feet stay rooted in earth’s core.
Little steps becoming giant leaps,
Faint smiles bringing kingdoms at peace.
She births capsules of innovation
And not diffuse commotion.
She sees beyond the myopic lenses of a dysfunctional system,
Places her body above the battering oppositions.
Racing through worlds of mortals,
Fearless, dauntless.
Baking cookies of truth decorated with possibilities. Possibilities syrupy enough for her counterparts to have a taste.
She pushes herself through labor, birthing her goals and nobility. Indeed, her womb is a cubicle of greatness, her charisma connotes the strength of a moving force. Today she is limitless, engaging, winning, and overcoming. She is fearless.