I am not your maiden

I am not your maiden
I am not your pink-lipped beloved
My hands will not knead and feed you bread
My breath will not confirm your worldview

My body is not for you
I will not contort it to appease you
You may think of me what you wish
Your mind is a land yours to pollute

I will not bear you heirs
I am busy caring for all beings
You cannot bind me with golden rings
I will not make your world less wild

I am not your maiden
for I am betrothed to Shiva
for I am betrothed to everyone
for I am betrothed to the root of Earth inside me

I am not your maiden
I am not the softness you seek
I am not yours
at all