SHE-A Reverence To All Women

She can be soft sunray...

After a windy cold night,

She can be the velvety petal

Or the sharp edge where the tussle becomes tight.

She never comes in the hierarchy...

But her presence inexplicable,

When her world seems to stumble...

She is there so firm and stable.

If the pain gulps one’s fame...

 Only she can make subside the stress to rest,

Emperor’s might conquer every bit of land

But history is the proof, it’s all for her zest.

Under the open wide sky...

Sitting on nourishing lush green,

It can be contrasted but only with...

Her presence in every modest dream.

Her gentle touch has the clout to heal every wound.

Better than any alternate remedy,

Her petite smile at the most stressful time

It is enough to deal with any anxiety.