SHE IS DIVINEA Poem by SELFFaith is the substance of things hope for the evidence of things unseen. At the zenith of nine full moons whose occurrence was preceded by an explosion in her magnificent womb, at the zenith of time and the elements, I made my first prayer. From a bag of water in my mother's womb I made my first prayer. I cried, I wailed, I wept, I prayed. Seeking for comfort, I prayed. Though no one could hear my plea, I had faith that One could hear it and answer it. That One is a Woman a woman so strong She is a woman and the Beneficent God knew what was always in her womb. She is a woman the builder of the temple of God with no hands She is DIVINE.
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