An Ode To Women
Forested with miles of wildest green
In your arch lay a sacred land
Ages worth of transformation
Resting close to the heavens
On earth settled the native essence
A primitive work of art
Towering over man
Soaring above the abyss
A timeless creature
One whose sight breeds solemn awe
Perfectly textured layers of crystalline
You are a woman
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