Ode To A Strong Woman

Here, she stands, an archetype of strength,
A manifestation of power, unfathomable in length.
She's a monument of resilience, of courage untold,
A story of perseverance, bold and uncontrolled.

Her spirit, not deterred by the tempest's might,
Her resolve, as the eagle soaring to its height,
In the eye of the storm, she persists,
Against the currents, she exists.

A path she chooses, unmarked, uncharted,
A flame ignites, fierce and wholehearted.
Through clouds and through darkness, she finds her way,
Eluding the course of mundane everyday.

She's not just a woman; she's a loud revolution,
An unstoppable force, her spirit, a solution.
She defies the norms, the limits, the tradition,
With her audacity, she crafts her own rendition.

A tempest within her, a wildfire uncontained,
Her essence, her being, is not to be chained.
Every crack, every wounding, each scar,
Magnifies her greatness, like a radiant star.

She doesn't seek validation or applause,
Refuses to live within society's clause.
Her strength lies not in armor or shield,
But in the love and wisdom that she wields.

She's a warrior, a survivor, an artist, a lover,
A magnificent creature like no other.
Her power is not in the words she says,
But in the silent battles she fights every day.

An ode to her, an anthem, a song,
For the woman who's been strong all along.
May her courage blaze, her spirit never cease,
In her strength, may we find our peace.