Like a flower what a woman knows
Of her own essence that she holds
In her chest and in between her petals
What beauty and grace she spreads
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Jeff Cannon Yes, how hard to recognize our own wonder, beauty, presence and accept it, befriend it, without the tender gaze of the other, spilling moon light grace over us, drenching us with embraced attention, a spirit mirror for us to swim in, know ourselves at home in the spinning world - thank u Abdul Wahab, for this tender piece, insight with body heart, massaging mind back into garden sensuality embracing the wholeness along with the mystery, asking its questions, answering a few, teasing us all the time to enter the speckled colors of its laughter come to know them without rejecting any of them
Beautiful piece and truthful too. Siya_! !