Rise up, O woman of splendor!
Embrace your spiritual richness
Celebrate your history, the beginnings of your soul
The woman which God has made you!

Many before have come, toiling, slaving, suffering
Voices questioning mischief and madness
Tears celebrating what cannot be imagined
Masking fears, anxieties, losses and success

Women who have walked, talking to themselves
Their nights keeping secrets and insanities
Holding on to hearts, clutching desperately at minds
Seams forever connecting us one with another

The world will try, to continue to destroy us
Make us wander, feeling homeless and hopeless
It is up to us, to hold ourselves accountable
Plotting our lives, leaving lessons for future legacies

This piece was created for the Random Poetic Phrases Game from the Discussion Board utilizing the following poetic phrases: