All women bear it's essence
with natures affinity,
beautifully incandescent


Have you ever noticed the color yellow?
No less brilliant or poignant but uncommon,
or the draw to a cello,
it music just as passionate.

Who questions the shape of a tree,
or measures the gravity of a raindrop?


Asymmetric rhythm and variety,
are essence to femininity,
It’s strength not weakness


Sadly, we’re telling lies,
and we’re selling convention.
There’s no true quintessence


Nature shapes these
and in their uniqueness,
in their own beauty,
human eyes they please.