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In Nature's Embrace

A Black Woman's Dance with Nature

By Lazarus OgeroPublished 2 years ago 2 min read
An Ode to Ebon Grace: Nature's Melody Embraced

In society's tapestry, her beauty weaves,

A black woman's grace, the heart perceives.

Her radiant hue, a work of art,

An ode to heritage, a masterpiece from the start.

Her skin, like ebony, deep and rich,

A reflection of strength, a story to enrich.

A mirror of resilience, through struggles she's known,

A symbol of history, a legacy she's sown.

In her presence, a celebration of diversity,

A rainbow of colors, a true unity.

Her features, a testament to ancestry's flow,

A fusion of cultures, an eternal glow.

Yet, society's gaze not always kind,

Standards of beauty, a narrow mind.

But she stands tall, defying the mold,

A portrait of confidence, a story untold.

Her hair, a crown of coils and curls,

A symbol of pride, it twirls and swirls.

Her style, a statement, bold and free,

A reflection of identity, for the world to see.

In her stride, a rhythm, a dance of grace,

A heritage's dance, an ancestral trace.

She paves her way with passion and flair,

A beacon of change, a love to share.

Her voice, a force, a truth unspoken,

A melody of wisdom, from hearts unbroken.

Her dreams, a constellation, shining bright,

A vision of hope, a guiding light.

In society's embrace, her beauty shines,

A paradigm shift, as perceptions realign.

Her black woman's essence, a gift to bestow,

A force of love, that continues to grow.

Ebon Elegance, where nature embraces her grace,

In the Garden of Grace, she finds her rightful place.

A portrait of beauty, a masterpiece untold,

Her radiant essence, a story to unfold.

In nature's embrace, her beauty blooms,

Amongst the flowers, her spirit looms.

The earth's own canvas, her soul's delight,

A symphony of colors, love ignites.

Her ebony hue, a harmonious blend,

With nature's palettes, she transcends.

A dance with flowers, they twirl and sway,

In this garden of grace, they seem to play.

The wind caresses her raven hair,

As sun-kissed petals dance in the air.

Her laughter, like the songbird's trill,

In this garden, time stands still.

Her eyes reflect the azure skies,

A glimpse of heaven in earthly ties.

Her smile, a radiant sun's embrace,

In this garden of grace, love finds its place.

With every step, she treads with care,

Leaving imprints, symbols of love's affair.

Her roots, grounded, deep and true,

In this garden, she finds her cue.

As nature's muse, she stands sublime,

An eternal dance, an endless rhyme.

A continuation of nature's grace,

In this garden, she finds her space.

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