A Woman Will Be…

Every once in a while I run into some piece of poetry that I just have to share. This is one of them. The original is in Spanish, but I took the liberty of translating it for my English reading audience. I have been trying to trace the original author, yet have not found him/her yet. If you know who it is, please let me know to provide proper credit.

A woman will be as girly as you pamper her,

as lady-like as you treat her,

as intelligent as you challenge her,

and as sensual as you entice her…

-Unknown-

Una mujer será tan niña como la consientas,

tan dama como la tratas,

tan inteligente como la retes,

tan sensual como la provoques…

 -Anónimo- 

Phenomenal Woman, By Maya Angelou

Women might wonder what is the feature that men find the most attractive in a partner. And I could go on for post after post trying to define and explain the mysteries of women, and wouldn’t even come close to the eloquence and beauty used to explain women better than the late and great Maya Angelou. So with that in mind, I leave you with:

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size,   

but when I start to tell them,

they think I’m telling lies.

I say,

it’s in the reach of my arms,

the span of my hips,   

the stride of my step,   

the curl of my lips.   

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,   

That’s me.

I walk into a room

just as cool as you please,   

and to a man,

the fellows stand or

fall down on their knees.   

Then they swarm around me,

a hive of honey bees.   

I say,

it’s the fire in my eyes,   

and the flash of my teeth,   

the swing in my waist,   

and the joy in my feet.   

I’m a woman

phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

that’s me.

Men themselves have wondered   

What they see in me.

They try so much,

but they can’t touch

my inner mystery.

When I try to show them,   

they say they still can’t see.   

I say,

it’s in the arch of my back,   

the sun of my smile,

the ride of my breasts,

the grace of my style.

I’m a woman

phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

that’s me.

Now you understand

just why my head’s not bowed.   

I don’t shout or jump about

or have to talk real loud.   

When you see me passing,

it ought to make you proud.

I say,

it’s in the click of my heels,   

the bend of my hair,   

the palm of my hand,   

the need for my care.   

’Cause I’m a woman

phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

that’s me.

At our Hearts (Guest Contribution)

Luke Davis graced us with his contributions again. 

I had shared a Vid by Prince Ea that I found had a great message to all. And this was Luke's response. The video can be seen at the end.

At our heart we are all small little creatures who fear the outside of us.
It is beyond our control.
It is random
It is violent
(It is also wonderful and interesting and life is birthed here)

At our heart we want to control this world
We want to tame it
We want to put it on a leash
We want to tell it what to do
(Yet marvels are born from this very uncontrolled behavior)

So we try to impose our will on the world
It should act like this
It should not do this
It should do what I expect
(Yet because it does not the world shows us so much more wonder)

And with control we have conflict
Who has the power
My way is the right way
His way is the wrong way
(And yet all ways are journeys only one person may take)

Who are we at our hearts
We are small/We are tall
We are alone/We are friends and family
We are frightened/We are brave
We are just like everyone else/We are individuals.