La Loba

A woman who runs with the wolves,
never plays by anyone’s rules.
She makes them up as she goes,
with anyone she out shows,
with her you’re best not to fool.

She is the keeper of the wild-like
zing, to her virtues we must continue
to cling.
She stays among all-knowing creatures,
while taking on wolf-like features,
lovingly nurturing her hungry
off-spring.

She is the wise one who collects bones,
for her sins she doesn’t atone.
She is the finder of the soul,
in her charge she keeps patrol,
and to her bidding she is never
alone.

In all women La Loba exists, her tenacity
pushes on, persists.
She gives courage for women to stand tall
reverberate loud, enthrall,
but for her likeness you must learn to
enlist.

Gretchen L. ©

I was inspired to write this poem after I read Women Who Run with the Wolves, by Clarissa Pinkola Estés