No matter who they are.............

No matter who they are. 

No matter what my name is. 

You can call me witch. 

Why so much my nature is. 

Always, 

from the first cry, 

the first breath of life, 

from the first kick I pulled the world. 

I'm one of those women who have the fire in the soul, 

are one of those women who have the eyes and ears of a cat, 

are one of those women who speak with the trees 

and the ants are one of those women 

who they have the brains of Hypatia, 

Artemisia, 

Madame Curie. 

And they are beautiful! 

I have the beauty of light, 

I have the beauty of harmony, 

I have the beauty of the stormy sea, 

I have the beauty of a tiger, 

I have the beauty of sunflowers, 

lavender and grass weeds as well! 

For which they have the Witch. 

Witch are different because they are unique, 

are another, 

are myself, 

are outside the lines, 

are unconventional, 

are abnormal ... 

it's me! 

Witch are because I am proud of my being animal-woman-gypsy-artist 

and engineer crowds of my life. 

Witch because I have to use your head, 

because I always say what I think, 

because I'm not afraid of the word dangerous and itchy, 

the powerful and mighty word. 

Witch are bothersome 

because they often do to the Holy Inquisitions of this strange millennium, 

this Middle Ages of media and apathetic courts. 

Witch because the fires are still exist and I 

- sooner or later 

- I could end up in it.