Oh man, nurtured and formed in the warm womb of a precious heart... carried and fiercely guarded by the soft palms of a goddess.
Breed and fed from the miraculous milk of love that flows from her breast .

She felt your every part forming within, every tiny slight movement that made her smile, as she carried and protected your life.

A women given the gift of patience " she awaited  the day your birth to come.
Being given a gentle soul, loving heart and caring spirit, she was entrusted with your life.

Her breath to yours, her pain been yours, her heart beat supporting yours, her breast once a strong hold for your growth, her palms your comfort to rest and her voice a sweet calming melody to your soul.

What then have become of man that he sees no value in a women.
What then have become of man that he sees so much weakness in the eyes of a fragile loving women.

Oh man what have become of you that you break hearts and take advantage of her greatest strength to love, a gift she can never destroy.

If only you could love her as you love your mother, protect her as your sister and cherish her as your daughter... Respect her as you would for your grandmother.
Embrace her worth and love her truly and honestly.

Oh man, nurtured, groomed and raised by her fragile majestic soul.Your umbilical cord of life shall forever be connected to a feminine spirit.
Within her you are.. With her you shall be.....A man indeed.

From a women we all are conceived, raised and groomed.

Namaste to all women!

By: Nyakallo *capricious blackdove Sedibe*