WOMAN. Who are you...?
Ohhhhh the wondrous roles I play…..
Each with a place on an ultimate stage
I - the purposeless ocean calm
Enjoy the purposeful storms of my waves.
As a wife – I have a purpose to fulfill
To be a companion through thick & thin.
As a mother – in my tender purpose I take pride
To nourish and prepare young bodies and minds
To step out in the world to take their strides
As a daughter with a purpose was I born
To carry these genes for another generation to come.
As a sister, with my siblings dearest
I share frolic in the sun, laughter in the rain
And affection in the lap of our mother’s warmth.
As a friend I come with a purpose of camaraderie
To give space for both tears & hilarity.
As a lover my singular purpose is
To love a ‘you’, now and forever
As long as the EVER IS!
Shunned by society, nevertheless
In playing a mistress too, a purpose I have
To be a solace perhaps to another’s distress
More often though, a victim or even vamp
In seemingly cruel twists of the mighty stage ramp
As a woman, with a responsible purpose was I created
To be the womb, the strength, the beauty of mankind.
In the human role my purpose is divine
To use my intellect yet surrender my will
To a power much higher than all we you’s and i’s can imagine
Every woman and man, every prop in the background
A form of the majestic formless expanse
Waves that happily rise and drop back
From and into The ONE Mother’s lap
THAT ONE is who in truth WE ARE
That ONE is who in truth I AM.