Prose - A Birthday
For beauty
Time stops
For love
There are no clocks
Today, tomorrow, forever
Wisdom filling the joy pools
With teardrops
As a woman emerges
From waves
Pounding
On the sands
Ready to stake her claim
Upon the shores
Of life
Shedding her youth
To wear
The cloak
Of strength
As she walks
Among men
Who step aside
In awe
Of the former princess
Who now reigns
As Queen
Of her domain
No longer begging
For her mate
But instead
In blinding allure
Challenging the prince
As never before
Because today
She is no longer
A girl
Today
She is his equal