wild like a dervish

Written for Trifecta

 

I want to be wild like a whirling dervish.

 

Wild because I dance to my own song, listen to my own beat, know my true self.

Wild like a woman who refuses to shave her legs.

Wild like a man who embraces his femininity.

 

Wild because I don’t let fear dictate my decisions.

Wild like a child who paints without judgment, loves without reservation.

Wild like anyone who follows their dreams, no matter how long the journey.

 

Wild because I have faith in the divine.

Wild like a man who jumps out of an airplane with the hopes of landing softly.

Wild like a woman who follows her heart instead of others’ expectations.

 

I am wild. I am free. I am here.

 

This is me. Jumping off a bridge in Jamaica. 

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10 thoughts on “wild like a dervish

    1. Thank you. I know, I was racking my brain for the perfect picture…and then I remembered this one, which is over 3 years old.

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  1. I loved this. I’ve read it several times now and I like it more each time I do. And I agree, the picture is perfect for the poem. Thanks for linking up.

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  2. Hi Lucy! I love your poem and i enjoyed reading it. I really admire your guts for jumping this high. I Agree too that this photo is perfect for this poem. Thanks for sharing this with us and i’m looking forward to read more from you.

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  3. Just what the line of the song goes “We’re just having fun, and that’s supposed to be..Getting young and wild and free”..
    Love your post!

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