Essence

She is;
sacred-a temple of creation,
holy-mother of tribulation,
a sweet bloom in dark places.
She is;
strength beyond measure,
intellectual and clever,
wordsmith under pressure,
a true vision in hard weather.
She is;
the very essence of guile,
a wish of a child,
a bitter undoing
of all that they wrought.

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