We can‘t be tamed.
We can‘t be broken.
And the times for burning us,
simply for being us are luckily over.
We are back and we are alive.
Living our truth.
Shining our light fully.
Dancing, loving and caring.
We are wild women.
We are setting the old world on fire.
So a new world can be born.
Art & poetry: Johanna Franziska Kriks