by Fanny Mae
16th January 2026

Wedded to the wild,
She is
Wedded to the wind-torn trees
And the lashing rains
To the torrid river
The howling gusts

Wedded, for there is no other way
She could live

Some loves are not a choice
Some loves are an inevitability
Some loves hammer at your soul’s door at midnight demanding you to wake

Wild’s wife
She has married the night sky
She has married the wind in the pines
The dying embers of an all-night fire
The bare feet on mossy earth

The freedom the freedom the freedom

Woman of the wind,
She has tasted the feeling of the
Wild open moor
Inside her lungs

And
There
Is
No
Going
Back

Artwork: Mugwort/Palyn by Anastasia Rydlevskaya

Fanny Mae is a musician, Insight Herbalist, and plant/song ritualist. She creates songs and poems from a place of deep connection with the land, the ancestors, and her plant kin. songoftheearth.uk