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A verse to celebrate International Woman's Day. I, Woman consider myself rightly the female guardian of humanity's decency, the feminine mountain of care and example of ageless achievement. A win or lose mirror who separates dreamers from willing doers I have grown from challenging problems ready to shape my future and with endurance I look on any unassailable course as already won. I am Woman, the force who owes all to her own existence, the Self who, travelling towards light of revelation discovers genuine courage inside female gender. I stand alone yet am happy to choose things which I do with faith in authenticity, facing consequence bravely. An icon of tenderness, an I who fosters respect but whose eye when catching need feels tender compassion. She who mother's man and leaps to defend male maladjustment when attacked by makers of trouble or a he who allows doubt to undermine. Inveterate my conscience treating all as free, yet I know there is never a come or go, not a yes or no, nor a birth or death with any whisper of weight ....... without Me. I dare to make my own mistakes and have the strength to forgive, empowering thereafter some rectification. But better look out, as when tested I, Woman, am impregnable.
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
Tribute to Woman.
A verse to celebrate International Woman's Day. I, Woman consider myself rightly the female guardian of humanity's decency, the feminine mountain of care and example of ageless achievement. A win or lose mirror who separates dreamers from willing doers I have grown from challenging problems ready to shape my future and with endurance I look on any unassailable course as already won. I am Woman, the force who owes all to her own existence, the Self who, travelling towards light of revelation discovers genuine courage inside female gender. I stand alone yet am happy to choose things which I do with faith in authenticity, facing consequence bravely. An icon of tenderness, an I who fosters respect but whose eye when catching need feels tender compassion. She who mother's man and leaps to defend male maladjustment when attacked by makers of trouble or a he who allows doubt to undermine. Inveterate my conscience treating all as free, yet I know there is never a come or go, not a yes or no, nor a birth or death with any whisper of weight ....... without Me. I dare to make my own mistakes and have the strength to forgive, empowering thereafter some rectification. But better look out, as when tested I, Woman, am impregnable.
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
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