She could still its beauty as a concept;

Though; for her,

Love evades her

She is non-kept;

​

Not a soul understands her

She's an idea..

Of what they presume they long for;

captured by fear..

​

That she could maybe change their lives 

And so the distance grows

What her worth truly holds

Only Heaven knows 

​

The hands of Yah;

They have molded her a golden soul

Though; at times

She looks broken

But she stays whole

She cries briefly, then she gets back up 

And moves forward

For the sun on the horizon

She is moving toward

​

She is blessed and not forgotten

They will know pain..

Elohim counts her tears,

So they are not in vain

Her suffering just turns to mist;

Evaporates

While the Goddess that resides within 

Just resonates 

​

Her glow, a constant 

Ray of sun;

She shimmers on

Just to gaze upon her,

Got to put your dimmers on..

Not created to be in a pair

She stands alone..

She don't need a wedding ring..

Cuz she's a 

GEMSTONE.