What makes me a woman?
Is it the visible features of my frame identifying me as
female; is it the hair, the curves, the voice? Or is it the fact that I was
told by whoever cared to inform; that I'm a she, very different from a he? Is
it my achievements as a woman; his ring, the kids, my role? Could it be the
number of years I've spent - my age as some would say? What is it that defines
me, that makes me, me and makes me a woman? Is womanhood a trophy to be
attained or is it a direct consequence of being female? Is the definition of
female different from (the definition of) woman or are they the same? What is
this definition, what defines me? Is it the laurels that I have, the trophies
and evidences of conquest or success in a world that is mainly antagonistic
toward my person? Is it a one man factor that defines my womanhood? Is it my
skills or my parentage?
Is femaleness and femininity only skin deep, primarily on
the surface or resonating across all organs and substance and chemistry? Is it
psychedelia or intuitiveness which is popularly hyped that is proof? You tell
me why I'm a woman, you explain it. What exactly is this creature called
woman?
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She is one who finds happiness in herself, for herself.
No she doesn’t wait for you to define her so you don’t deter her. She’s capable
of giving life to everything she imagines and she bears fruit, good fruit from
whatever is given her. A female can be a piece of canvas that shows whatever is
drawn or colored in amplified tones. But that doesn’t make her a caricature of
grace and dignity. No, not when she knows what she’s about. But with her brash
manner, looking and acting more unreal than a plastic contraption, yes!
A real woman knows that who she is, is different from
what she does but her personality and sense of uniqueness show in whatever she
embarks on.
Just cause she’s curvy or good to look at does not make
her less intelligent. Conquest is a matter of wills not components. She can
stand alone and thrive, she can change tides with her smiles, give hope with
her gait and heal with her embrace. A woman makes community. Don’t you look
down on her; her standing does not depend on you.
And womanhood is more than just girlishness, neither is
it man-like strength. It is appreciating the limitations of our build and its
gentleness. It is in silent strength that does not depreciate. Being a woman is
power of a sort that cannot be compared or adequately described.
*picture taken from clipart.com
Other pictures found on Wikipedia
Written by 'durotimi
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