A witch
A witch is just a woman who remembers her divinity
She’s just someone who sits and sings the Earth’s pulse in her cervix
A witch is just a woman who remembers where the heart is
She’s just someone who doesn’t need to waste time wondering why
A witch is just a woman who remembers who births life
She’s just someone who listens to the whispers from below
A witch is just a woman who remembers how home’s made
She’s just someone who doesn’t spend herself on all of them
A witch is just a woman who remembers where relief lives
She’s just someone who hears and speaks codes the body knows
A witch is just a woman who remembers where her soul lies
She’s just someone who curse breaks, and time warps, and spell weaves
A woman is just someone who is a witch,
who,
remembers.
