Muliebrity: the full emotional and physical structure of a woman; womanhood
A cabin in the pines, it’s been years It resembles what I remember even as it appears On New Year’s Adam, it begins to snow (It was Adam before Eve as you know) Northern Wisconsin calls me home again Old memories awaken as night thoughts do stem The oil lamp flickers on nostalgia’s hem Blank paper awaits: from old yarns that’ve been spun Outside winter dances in a frigid hush Inside warmth permeates Then a gentle knock, and the silence it breaks An old friend, a familiar face illuminated by fire light (Is it a second chance at love at first sight?) Guided by love, and family’s guiding vane She enters, seeking warmth and to explain How loneliness shaped her and years we can’t ignore We talk of days we once shared afore Our laughter echoing through the snowy hours Tonight, no passion, only a friendship’s bowers God’s presence felt, our presences collide The fruit of The Spirit towards which we both stride I honor the woman she has grown to be The full spectrum of her muliebrity Through grace and time, His love for us is known God has guided our paths (to us previously unknown)
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