MY TRIBUTE TO WOMANHOOD

 

                                                             KEEP LIFE ALIVE

                                                       One day cannot define me
                                                       one day cannot confine me
                                       I need the vast expanse of the unlimited skies
                                                     to celebrate my womanhood.

                                                             
                                                      My story is not only mine

                                                   in it are woven many others,
                                                yours, hers and many an other.

 

                                                 
                                        No barriers shall daunt my determined steps,
                                                   for once begun, my journey
                                                shall flow with roaring rivers,
                                                                 swallow all oceans
                                                     conquer mighty mountains
                                                    paint the skies with colours
                                            that scream of love, compassion, freedom
                                                  for soft sounds are inaudible
                                  to patriarchal ears accustomed to boorish voices
                                                  loudly proclaiming victories
                                        of war, bloodshed and suppression.

 

                                      
                                    I shall give my soul power, my soul wisdom a chance
                                         to ignite and emerge as the Divine Feminine.
                                                       a chance to break
                                            all bondages of names and labels,
                               as I bleed and bruise, scraping off my body
                                                the stinking slime of slanderous tongues
                                         as rats and vermin, with their rotten thoughts
                                              try to nibble at my self esteem and dignity.

 

                                                
                                                  I need no acquiescence, except my own
                                           to stride forth, brandishing my primal sword
                                                  bestowed on me by the Goddess
                                                   severing all self limiting beliefs,
                                                    all hurdles placed by naysayers,
                                               leading the way to a world of togetherness,
                                              celebrate life in totality, like Mother Nature.

 

                                                          
                                                        If I die, you perish too,
                                                   for you and I are inseparable,
                                                          better to live in harmony,
                                                           sing the same symphony.
                                                two halves of the same orb, together,
                                                                 keep life alive.