Warrior Daughter by Nikita Gill
One day, the moon, the sea, the sun, the wind
met, spun together gently - and you were made.
Nestled in the womb of the universe, precisely planned
your soulbones were crafted and the substance of you laid.
If you feel heavy, it is because you are bearing the sea.
You have the moon inside your blood, your soul,
the sun’s own rays beating through those arteries.
This is what the world does not want you to know-
you are already a warrior daughter of a celestial star.
So it tries to trample the embers of you before they grow,
wanting you to fear your fire rather than loving who you are.
Now instead, listen to the beating drums, the battle cries,
and accept your place as the hurricane child of the darkest skies;
spread those wings, grip your liberty and let the Valkyrie in you rise.
