~* The Beauty of A Woman *~ The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, The figure that she carries, Or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from within her eyes, Because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, The passion that she shows, And the beauty of a woman With passing years--only grows! ~~~ Author ~Maya Angelou ~~~ Letter From God About Women When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity. From one bone, I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone, I shaped you....... I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man.. his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body. You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side. You are my perfect angel..... You are my beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes...... don't change them. Your lips - how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form. Your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep. I've held your heart close to mine. Of all that lives and breathes, you are most like me. Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, yet he was lonely. He could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me. So everything I wanted Adam to share & experience with me, I fashioned in you; my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection and support. You are special because you are an extension of me. Man represents my image, woman my emotions. Together, you represent the totality of God. So man...... treat women well. Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt me. What you do to her, you do to me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father. Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emotion I have given you. In gentle quietness, show your strength. In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self. Did you not know that as "WOMAN" you are special in God's eyes? Now we really know! This was sent to my by a friend! Phenomenal Woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies, I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size. But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say It's in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips The stride of my steps, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally, Phenomenal woman, That's me. I walk into a room, Just as cool as you please And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth The swing of my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Men themselves have wondered, What they see in me They try so much, But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can't see. It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally, Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair The palm of my hand, The need for my care. 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally, Phenomenal woman, That's me. ~ Maya Angelou *~ Thanks Karen Please take these gifts from.. Phenomenal Women of the Web Please save them to your own server. Webtv users click on the graphic for the url to transload. Thanks! Please link them back to... http://www.phenomenalwomen.com/pas/ ....... ....... Copyrighted ©Laine Caudell * 2001-2006 Contact Me .All Rights Reserved.