Ode To Womanhood

Forbidden as the fruit in the garden of Eden, But is merciless as man's carnal desire. Similarly ripe and succulent, And provoking instantaneous salivation, A desire to taste. The oasis in a desert of heat and sand, Quenching the instinctive thirst of man. The bearer of fruit, Giver of life, The garden in which man plants his seed, And grants the world mortality. Once a symbol of purity and innocence, The most beautiful of flowers in a field of many. Harvesting of such a blossom does not result in decadence, But instead marks fertility, And the renewal of that virtue. Dawning of all existence, Fulfillment of all desires, And the divine being of all creation, Eternally unaware of the power it possesses.