Woman of Vision
She looks at the world through artistic eyes:
In darkness, she sees a glimmering light;
In fog, she finds the sun.
Through tears, she still sees smiles
That greet her warmly and welcome her.
Though she has lived forever,
She wears the sweet face of a maiden.
Her years of pain and sadness
Have not made her bitter.
No, her heart and mind and soul are free,
Forever fresh and young.
She is wise–she won’t be fooled–
But she still can hold a baby,
A flower, a blade of grass,
Or her husband’s hand,
With all the gentleness and kindness
She has ever known.
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