There are two powers in the world, one is the sword and the other is the pen.
There’s a great competition and rivalry between the two.
But, there’s a third power stronger than both, that of the woman.
Women are like fires, like flames.
Some women are like candles, bright and friendly,
Some are like single sparks, or embers, like fireflies for chasing on summer nights.
Some are like campfires, all light and heat for a night and willing to be left after.
Some women are like hearth fires.
They’re free in their wildness, they’re wanderess, a drop of free water.
Woman knows nothing of borders and care nothing for a rules or customs.
Time for them isn’t something to fight against, their life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.
We know that when woman are empowered they immeasurably improve the lives of those around them, their families their communities and their countries.
There’s nothing more rare nor more beautiful than a woman being unapologetically herself, comfortable in her perfect imperfection.
That’s the true essence of beauty.
Though, anybody who knows anything of history knows that great social changes are impossible without the Feminine ferment.
You know, women are more likely a god.
Look at your mother.