(To all the women far and near, as long as your kind walk on this earth, every new day is A GREAT DAY to celebrate to honour your unmatched strenghts.)
A Woman's Heart
She is just a lowly stone
The one you step on and forgotten when gone.
With hammer like words break her to powder
Into soil she changes as your tone gets louder
And with time she resurrects to stone of toughness
Unless you dissolve her heart to nothingness.
She is just a lowly stone
Used in need and discarded for lone
With fire like words burn her to ashes
Into soil she gathers from the burnt down trashes
And with time she resurrects to stone of toughness
Unless you dissolve her heart to nothingness.
She is but a lowly stone
Left on the path you move like a cyclone
With wind like words blow her afar
Into soil she settles without trace of a scar
And with time she resurrects to stone of toughness
Unless you dissolve her heart to nothingness
She is but a lowly stone
Your feet rubs until it's worn
With river like words wash her off-shore
Into soil she transforms from the sands of yore
And with time she resurrects to stone of toughness
Unless you dissolve her heart to nothingness
She is but a lowly stone
With hammer like words break her to powder
With fire like words burn her to ashes
With wind like words blow her afar
With river like words wash her off-shore
Time shall resurrect her to stone of toughness
And nothing can dissolve her heart to nothingness.
Source: On the Wings of Wind, Antnology of Soul's Whispers-Voll. III
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