Discription: This is a poem about the meaning of being a woman.
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In the depths of her being, a universe untold,
A woman, a force with stories to unfold.
With strength and resilience, she walks this earthly plane,
A flame that burns fierce, refusing to wane.
In her eyes, a wisdom, ancient and profound,
A tapestry of experiences, woven all around.
She carries the weight of many worlds within,
An intricate web of love, hope, and sin.
Her heart, a sanctuary for love to reside,
A vessel of compassion, open far and wide.
She nurtures and guides, with gentle hands,
Through laughter and tears, she understands.
She embraces her flaws, for they make her unique,
A mosaic of scars that echo and speak.
The battles she's fought, the mountains she's climbed,
Display the sheer strength she carries, refined.
In her voice, a power, a melody divine,
A symphony of passion that echoes through time.
She speaks up and speaks loud, her truth set free,
Unfolding her essence, unapologetically.
She dances with grace, twirling through life's dance,
Unfettered by doubt, letting her spirit advance.
She celebrates her body, her curves and her form,
For she knows her worth cannot be conformed.
A woman, a masterpiece in her own right,
Vibrant and fierce, a radiant light.
She uplifts and empowers, lifting others high,
A beacon of strength against the darkest sky.
But let us not limit her to labels alone,
For her worth and her value cannot be shown.
She's a creator, a healer, a warrior, a friend,
A catalyst for change, on whom we depend.
So celebrate her journey, her triumphs, her strife,
A woman, a goddess, the epitome of life.
With love in her heart and fire in her soul,
She's a testament of strength, a story untold.
~Mj
