Gaia It’s a balance between all things there is. A damsel, a women, a warrior. A delicate flower blooming in the summer and a thunderstorm falling down on a summer day. There is no lines. But there are. Can I be free? Can I choose who I am? Do I have to fit in a definition? I’m me. I am free. I am the maiden, mother and crone. I am brave, fighting, struggling and winning. I am a lover, full of desires, lust and love. I am feminine full of delicacy. I choose to be all and nothing, full of life and dreams. I am my own. Who do u choose to be?