Within her is a power great
To love herself, no longer hate
She needs herself for strength and grace
And finds a bond that cannot break.
This bond is with her inner core
Her life is like a music score
Love will be a sounding roar
Faith allows her soul to soar.
She used to search outside herself
The men would put her on a shelf
Cunning, sly and often stealth
They stole her heart but took her wealth.
Her wealth is not of dollar measure
The beauty and kindness are her treasure
She confused all the pain with pleasure
She bent so far — weak as a feather.
Now the relationship is one
Her mind, body and spirit have won
She lifts her heart, now she’s done
Within herself, she’s her own sun.