Beauty Is She Poem by Philip Bond

The cradle of humanity
from her womb
grows the hereditary
human canopy,

Such is the gift
bequeathed
for humanity to grow
and coexist,

There is nothing
in nature
more beautiful than woman
truly a work of art
gifted from heaven,

I’m gripped with adulation
to her majesty
through my endless
glorification,

Such is nature’s
work of art
regardless of shape
size
age
colour
each is so dear
to my heart.

Such is the reality
for without Woman
there is no humanity...


© Philip Bond 2015