She's always been an enigma;
A double force to reckon with.
Her smile, forever a landmark,
Which nobody ever got past.
For, her smile is born of assurance;
Millions of eons, floating through
The spaces, providing insurance
To the small, as much as to the large.
The heart, she took of a lioness;
The head of a good fox, she donned.
None ever crossed her resolutions
Not one form that ever existed.
Everything came forth from her,
For her, and only by her mere wish.
Her endless charm could even put
An end to the endless chasm!
The rise and fall, highs and lows,
The male or female, or otherwise,
The ebb and flow, and the in between,
It's her, all her, only her, none but her!
-- Pradeep K (Prady)
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