Elysia… my wild flame child Born with moss between your fingers You learned the language of the beetles Before you learned the rules of men You walked into the forest And the forest leaned toward you As if it recognized its own In the marrow of your bones Little wise witch With galaxies behind your eyes You were never meant For small skies ⸻ And when the world feels heavy On a heart that sees too far Remember — depth is not a burden It is who you are ⸻ Remember who you are, Lis Enchanted blood in every kiss Daughter of women who would not bow Their whispers are in your breath right now When you tremble but choose to stand Truth burning bright in your hands You are spell and spark and scar Oh my fierce, untamed star Remember who you are ⸻ You do the thing that scares you Even with shaking knees You speak when silence would be easier And bend injustice to its plea Animals rest beside you Insects crown your skin As if they know your spirit Has always welcomed them Mushroom seeker Keeper of forgotten names You see the patterns others miss You feel what others tame ⸻ And sometimes that kind of knowing Is a lonely kind of crown But queens of deeper waters Do not choose to drown ⸻ Remember who you are, Lis Enchanted blood in every kiss Rooted in earth, in lineage flame Carrying more than a mortal name When the crowd turns cold and hard And standing tall leaves you scarred You are thunder wrapped in charm Sacred fire in human form Remember who you are ⸻ I remember mornings Where the light would barely start And I would wake to find your eyes Already studying my heart And I would soak you in Inhale your rising soul Wanting to hold that wildness close Yet knowing I don’t control You were never mine to cage Only mine to witness bloom A sacred spirit passing through My body… through my womb And I have watched you choose your truth When it would cost you ease I have watched you face your fear And bring it to its knees Nothing — nothing you have ever been Has not made me fiercely proud You are the ancestor reborn Singing ancient, fierce, and loud ⸻ Remember who you are, Lis The forest still remembers this The old blood hums beneath your skin You carry where we’ve always been When loneliness whispers lies Lift your brave and knowing eyes You are never walking far From who your mothers are From who you are

Wild flame child