Blessing Ekpe

(7 may / Nigeria)

The woman in Her


The roses released their fragrance
And the soft scent of the honey suckle filled the air
The heavens clapped their hands
She was there, the star in flesh
The soft center of a budded rose
She smelled like fresh meat to a hungry heart
She is called to assist GOD in creation
She is called to be a mother
She is the element of love

She is the light in the night
She is a precious commodity
Through her, greatness is born
She is a safe haven
She is the harbor where he docks his fears
And find shelter in the storm of life
She is the ark GOD built to rescue man from the storm of life
She is the instrument of passion
She is a WOMAN.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 19, 2011
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