It has been said that a woman’s heart has a deep ocean of secrets. I want to take it further to suggest that a woman’s heart harbours a myriad, of emotions, scary tales, hurting visuals, haunting experiences that we are all too terrified of bringing to the fore, airing and revealing. In the center of all our melee, is a being that needs to be rescued. But does the Woman Know who that is?
Does the Woman Know the Girl…….? Well…….. Does She?
Does the woman know the girl who sits way in the back of her cob-webbed thoughts
Teary eyes, trembling hands, dishevelled garb
Tired from a battle she’d fought trying to gain entry yet sure she’s been shut out
From the one who bears her name, the one who knows her pain
Well…. Does She?
Does the woman know the girl who keeps peeking from behind the walls of her mind
Curious gaze, beckoning look, confused state
Discouraged by the non- response she’s had, attempting to be recognised
By the one who lives her story, the one who professes fame and glory
Well…… Does She?
Does the woman know the girl who remains staring out of the windows of her memory
Fearful spirit, aching heart, guilty emotion
Ashamed of those too many hands that had ravaged her every part, being pushed back
Because the one who remembers her plight wants her to remain out of sight
Well……. Does She?
Does the woman know the girl who runs around wild along the path of her dreams
Broken self, bleeding soul, shaken will
Afraid of the strength that lies in her core, too scared to shout out “No More.”
Since the one who needs to speak, the secrets doesn’t want to leak
Well……. Does She?
Does the woman know the girl hanging around waiting on the doorsteps of her decisions
Eager being, loving soul, expectant child
Determined to come to terms with herself because she knows her worth is her wealth
And that the one she believes in must be willing to go for the win
Well…….. Does She?
I hope She Does for both their sakes
Cause there’s way too much at stake
The time is now, she needs to act
That beast of a burden she needs to sack
The woman needs to meet the girl
The woman needs to save the girl!
Since the woman is the girl!
Written by Rosemond Dinard-Gordon
March 05th 2022
© 2022
Garden Conversations with Roze 
Can, or will, the woman admit that it was the shy girl, discrete and unassuming, who burnt the midnight oil sewing the magical cape of success the woman now dons in her daring, nail-biting rescues of other girls? The girl is mother of the woman!
She must bring the girl to a place of rest, solace, yes…not into the valley of oblivion but in a space where the girl and her could still exchange ideas as the woman pursues and achieves success in life…
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