proud to be,
In the essence of her femininity,
Who treasures her stories,
her journey unfold,
Her breakages from life,
mended with gold.
A woman who carries her own truth,
Rejecting the burdens of others' uncouth,
She stands in her strength,
in grace and in light,
Embracing her spirit with all of her might.
Envision her trust,
a reverence profound,
Listening closely to the whispers around,
With tender compassion,
she meets every need,
Nurturing desires like flowers,
they seed.
Imagine her gaze,
aware of the past,
A woman who’s walked through shadows,
amassed,
With each step she’s taken,
she’s healed,
she has grown,
In the warmth of the present,
her essence,
her own.
Author of life,
with courage she strives,
A mover, a shaper,
where her spirit thrives,
Refusing to yield but to wisdom within,
In the dance of her soul,
she learns how to spin.
Picture her crafting her sacred embrace,
Naming her gods,
in her image and grace,
Her spirituality,
uniquely designed,
A compass for living,
a pathway aligned.
Imagine a woman,
in love with her skin,
Believing her body holds beauty within,
Celebrating cycles,
the rhythm and flow,
Each mark tells a story,
each wrinkle a glow.
She cherishes wisdom,
with years in her stride,
Honouring change as a dance,
not a tide,
Rejecting the urge to disguise every change,
Embracing her journey,
both tender and strange.
Visualise circles,
where women align,
With voices that echo,
in harmony shine,
Reminding each other of truths that we hold,
In the embrace of the feminine,
fierce and bold.
Imagine yourself,
as this woman so true,
A reflection of strength,
with a heart ever new,
In the journey through life,
find your place in the light,
As a woman,
empowered,
and ready to fight.
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