Woman
A Woman is the conception.
The reason of the seasons.
She is the vessel, the carrier,
direction beacon.
She is Life, itself, Love, itself. She is the storm.
The unfathomable anchor, reef, barrier, siren.
The Lighthouse of safety, joy of the unborn
and borne_As The answer to Man. A Mystery. Of the
destinational Journ.
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