Wild Wonder

She is a woman wild and free,

With a spirit fierce as the open sea.

Her heart beats to a different drum,

With a fire that cannot be undone.

No cage can hold her, no chain can bind,

Her restless soul, so pure and kind,

For she is meant to run, to roam the earth,

To find her purpose, her own true worth.

She will never be tamed, never be broken,

For her spirit is not meant to be token.

She will run free, with the wind in her hair,

With a heart that is wild, and a soul that dares.

And perhaps, just maybe, she will find

Someone whose spirit is just as unconfined,

Someone who will run beside her, free,

In a love that lasts, eternally.

For she is not meant to be kept,

Or told how to live, or how to step.

She is meant to roam, to find her way,

And in her freedom, find her place to stay.

So let her run, let her roam,

Let her find the place she calls home.

Let her dance with the stars, and sing with the moon,

Let her be free, to explore and to swoon,

For in her wildness, the world will see

A beauty that is timeless, wild and free.

– Maroof