Wonder Woman

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 Upon the surface of this world She knows not like a cliff What glory of height she exhibits Like a deer She runs frantically here and there But she knows not The source of fragrance is her naval Honey knows not of its own Ask a bee what sweetness it posses And only a man knows What depth of delight a woman gives Her kindness is like an ocean But ask not a woman Like bottom she is shroud in darkness And about herself she knows nothing.