She was the wild one

Like a red scarf

Draping around risk

And running

In the forest

Of the unknown

She was born to dare

Not to be bound

Colour and glow

was within her

Her eyes like wildfire

She had the laugh of


Her heart was autumn

Leaves making her

A bed to lie on

To look up to the stars

And pray for

A world at war

She watched seasons pass

And wrote a note

About the mysteries

Of the great


A little about me

Written by

Natani Gerber

20 April 2018