Every woman is a vibrant vessel. A marvel the human mind cannot unravel. Her heart is holy ground, a world of warmth and worship, and her body: a battleground where bleeding is a blessing in disguise. I’m in awe of all the pains and the storms that a woman’s body can endure. From period cramps to the pressure of pregnancy, and the untold pains of childbirth. Only a dead man will dare to assault this delicate dimension of divinity. She is a tapestry of tenacity, a symbol of strength and sweetness. Her womb is an enigmatic empire where nations and generations are nurtured till they are fit to survive on planet earth. Her breasts are a fountain of life, the peaks of passion and nourishment. She is everything a man is not, and most times, she is everything a man has got. Every woman is a wonder to behold, a treasure that cannot be bought or sold.
Happy Women’s Day to all the amazing women in my life. I love you all.