A woman who is connected to source and to herself,
Is a woman who holds the power of magic itself.
This life has been chosen and all the ways you’ll uncover,
and within each struggle is a gift to discover.
She births from the chrysalis, with magik pouring from her hands,
the moon admiring her soul as she navigates these new lands.
The monarch butterfly as an ally, something has been gifted to her,
stretching out crumpled wings on her back, a shift must occur.
Dear weaving magik woman that you are,
don’t hesitate to reach for the stars.
You are connected to divine source and pure light,
Never let your magik again go out of sight.