A Woman’s Body

Have You Seen God?

He lives in the inhale and exhale of a woman,
In the span of her strength,
The texture of her soul,
The exterior of her skin layered with radiant stones.

His presence is engraved in her curves,
In the sacredness of her body as she breeds life.

In the vowel of her speech,
Podium of her charisma,
She draws lightening from naked clouds with no rain, hands hacked with wonders chasing dreams, bravery bent in her spine building and climbing.

God lives in the depths of her soul bones,
Screaming with an anthem of worthiness in all building and reshaping, even with silence forged into her throat to fade she still parts oceans with her breath.

With Intersessions of doubt, rehearsed behind the scene of life, she peels off fear from the imperfect quest.

There is so much swirling inside a woman, stirring like magic to conquer as she breaks restrictions with a holy fire lit in her soul.
She is full of potential and worthy just because of who she is!

And to the woman, I am becoming,
You are a mighty force to be reckoned with in all your learning and unlearning.

In the spirit and reflection of women’s strength, I have written some eulogies for women in awe of their strength.

In my explosive journey I have seen women and slowly understood what they have to put up with, what they carry, what they do, how they nurture, how they navigate through a suppressed or free space as life bearers and life givers.

So it is divine to acknowledge the strength of a woman.

–Afam Uche

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