woman . . .

[Bill]

woman

O woeful lady, why dost thou grieve
hast thou love went away ?

i see you sitting,
pondering in despair
seeking new air

i see your colors of Blue
shining through

as you stand at the doorway of your life
looking at your bleakness
your weakness

you find no solace
no resolution
but upon your bed

in the land of your dreams
it seems

in you waking hours
you look to the horizons
for your love’s return

you look in the mirror
and wonder . . .
what is wrong with me

you pray for peace and clarity
and perhaps God’s verity

but to no avail

so you withdraw within

and then it begins

the return of your color

your music

your dance . . .

your hope . . .

your love . . .

what once was a fractured soul

begins to emote the magic of being

your life’s color . . .

your life’s Joy . . .

your life’s Magic . . .

your Divinity of “Be”ing . . .

for you are
Woman !!!

yes . . .

you are

Woman

(c) 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.

 

[Bill]