the form of woman
the form of a flower
the form of a prayer
hold this life tenderly
see its beauty through your fingers
breathe its fragrance through your thighs
care for and protect Her.
Inspired musings on living as a Woman who paints and observes from the ever deepening well of Woman as Sister, Mother and Beloved.
so many images in so few words.
ReplyDeletethank you for your frankness.
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