Woman's Way

Four of these lines have been in my head for over 25 years, after I composed them in a bout of bad singing in the car, just having fun. This morning I decided to see if they could be fleshed out to a legitimate song.

Woman’s Way

(a song)

Time and tide wait for no man

but woman flows to fit them in the way she can,

gentle touch over the land

and things that live come eager to her steady hand

She’ll help them grow,

she’ll watch until she knows

the ways to softly, firmly nudge them

as they want to go,

she will provide,

she’ll be a guide,

unafraid of growing with them

she will match their stride

Breathing in, breathing out,

what is speed to the seeds as they sprout?

Each is met in its own time,

so they fulfill the rhythm and the moment’s rhyme

The seasons speak

and she is meek,

she’ll hear their music

all her days and in her sleep.

This is the dance

and this is how we live,

this is the way of woman

and what she will give.

©Wendy Mulhern

May 8, 2017