She's a spirited woman. She lives free and wild. Nobody nor nothing can possess her although many have tried. It's not that anyone would really want to cease her restless activities because it's within her restlessness that lies her beauty, but many have been fooled into thinking that to do so would empower them somehow. To deprive her of her wild abandonment would be to reduce her to nothing more than a crazy fool.
She is as old as the earth itself yet she maneuvers and bounds with the agility of a sprightly teenager. She has seen endless attempts to hurt her yet she ceases to advance. She has seen her reputation sullied by others who struggle to comprehend her actions yet she apologises for nothing. She can seem cruel and twisted yet her heart is as clear as the mountain air. Forever she will continue in the same manner, bowing her head to nobody and never weakening.
Her name is nature. She is a mistress of all and a wife of none. She lives to be adored and worshipped, vain and alluring, but fail to appreciate her or show her the care and love she desires and her bite is as wicked and deadly as her bark.
She is not monogomous and shows no jealousy. Sleep with her at will for she is a promiscuous vixen, a bawdy whore but treat her with the respect a mother deserves for she is the bearer, the origin and the destiny of all.
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