From the jagged peaks of my warrior mouth
a voice comes, it's screaming out
Abolish those old woes  and leave behind
the stones you never turned,
hold onto what made you strong,
feel fire within you burn.

Theres and ancient warrior within me, a goddess of strength, her flames taint me, her truth woven deeply within. She is with me when I am alone in the forest, the deep serene misty green, or the ocean, the calm sea foamy oblivion.
Etheral wispy spirits.
This warrior, she prevents my fear.
I can feel her wrath inside of me.
I feel her when I run, like buffalo, through plains of unstained soil.
I feel her roots branch from my toes trailing up and through to my soul,
she holds me, she kisses me, and she moves me, moves me like water streaming from the mountains top.