Woman...Who is She?

She is a Grandma- who when life is collecting tolls, still saves a candy for me in her spectacles' case
She is a Mother- who when everyone gives up, makes me believe I can still win any race
She is a Sister- who no matter what knows how to fetch a smile on my gloomy face
She is Friend- who despite all my flaws, for what it's worth chooses to stay

She is the Silver Lining on our Cloudy Day
She is the Knight who protects us from our own Rage
She performs multiple roles in one Play
And each one of them she does with incredible Grace

for men who think of themselves as kings,
Remember she is not just a Queen, she is the Ace
She is the definition of Strength, Sacrifice and Serenity in every possible way
And she does it all without any Wage
Truly Every day is HER day.

To all the gorgeous Women- THANK YOU and I SALUTE YOU for making this world beautiful and a Better Place.

RESPECT.

moving past the foliage
I smack back
the tangled brush
a strange truth revealed
my emotions in a rush
Here I am
in this hell-hatched bind
braced against the winds
grasping at shards
           of the Divine
for they're inside me,
all those pieces
jagged glass and soft meringue
my innards humming
shades of the blues
in offbeat notes of pain
and I know that deep within
between my earthly
beats of heart
resides a light that's
only mine
that slices through
this drape of dark

It's a heavy nightcloak breaking
as I reach out from
                     the abyss
praying for the comfort
of my soul's
bright morning
                kiss

Deep below the surface,
of a sea stormy and frenetic;
lies buried an ancient relict,
once radiant but now pathetic.
It is a long ago sunken ship
the mast and canvas rotten.
The stern revealing injuries,
that are not yet forgotten.
It once carried adventurers,
looking for brand new land;
But now it's decrepit and cursed,
never to reach a strand.
But if you would look closer,
to the shattered and mouldered deck,
you would see the dissembled treasure,
that waits to be found within every wreck.