In Praise of Women
In a woman's heart
is spark of divine fire
such warmth to a mans night
dominant prosperity to his desire...
Then who is more worthy of praise
than women of such angelic grace
even the night sky brimful of stars
cannot match the lovely parts of woman's face!
O her hand is full with roses
she brings the moon of celestial spring
her soul is of other worldly splendor
purple ember of day break does she bring!
Would there be comfort in sickness
contentment in health without her tenderness
what relief of the days torment
could we have without a woman's presence?
O woman most fragrant flower from heaven sent
you are Eve to soothe restless past
I await the fall of your floating garment
and the noble charm you eternally cast..
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