Is there anything more beautiful than a woman set free?
no longer barely grasping at destiny
but cradling it in her arms
rocking it back and forth to the beat of her heart
made full by love and joy and peace and
the release of pains known and lost.
the rhythm simple and complex
—at the same time
understood and mysterious
—at the same time.
There is nothing…
no graven image,
that surpasses the sovereignty of God
and the woman who has surrendered to it.
(c) 2009 Tracey Michae’l Lewis Giggetts