WOMAN

 WOMAN

Oh how beautiful it is to be a woman. 

To create while still being tender. 

So precious like a ruby that is running scarce.

To be a chosen vessel of comfort.

To enable strength to that whom it was given.

How precious is it to be needed beside one whose head has my Lords authority?

How wonderful it is to be a pillar to that whom has been enabled by my Lord. 

Woman, an absolute strength when stepped into her power. 

I used it for evil but now I dedicate it to righteousness.

Woman, historically you have led to the defeat of those powerful.

Those who wouldn’t be struck down by amour.

Your tenderness dear woman, do not use it to lure and destroy.

Your tenderness dear woman use it to nourish.

Nourish yourself, nourish your loved ones.

Because that’s how you flourish.

When everything around you blooms.

Your like the fountain soldiers run to refresh themselves after battle.

Will you give them salty water or will you give  them fresh water!

Will you make their throats worse or will you be a point of relief?

This is your grace. 

The grace given to you.

Through you nations are built.

Are you their aid?