In the realm of creation, a wondrous sight,
Women emerge with radiant light.
With tender hands and hearts so pure,
They nurture life, forever endure.
A creator they are, in every essence,
Crafting beauty with divine presence.
From their souls, dreams take flight,
Breathing life into the darkest night.
Protectors they become, fierce and bold,
Guarding loved ones from stories untold.
Their love, a shield, never-ending,
A fortress strong, forever defending.
But within their depths, a power lies,
A tempest fierce, in their very eyes.
A destroyer emerges, when provoked,
Unleashing storms, their fury evoked.
For when mistreated, their patience wanes,
And strength arises from hidden plains.
They'll dismantle barriers, break through walls,
Unleashing thunder, as the tempest calls.
Yet let us remember, in this poetic ode,
That women embody a vast and diverse code.
Creators, protectors, destroyers when crossed,
But each unique, no matter the cost.
For it is in their complexity we find,
The brilliance of their hearts and mind.
Women, the pillars of this world's embrace,
Embodying grace, strength, and eternal grace.
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