The body is wild
Ask any woman who has been consumed by childbirth
In love
In grief
We will all say
The body is wild
Directed by the pull of the moon
And the gravity of earths magnetic core
Constantly stretched between
And reeling from feeling
All of these raw emotions and healing
Always healing
Striving for balance
Tip toes teeter
Drifting
Sleep now
And try again tomorrow
