Monarca Rising

“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. ‘Time’ for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.”
―Roman Payne

Gitana

by Carmen H Gray

Her beauty won’t capture what she needs

It will fade and leave her lonely, she should concede

But what you don’t see is that she isn’t trying

Nor looking, needing, vying or buying

She is a wayfarer here

A sightseer

Of all parts of life

Not a wife

Not a maid

Not afraid

Of what is next

Or who rejects

Her queendom

That is freedom