Amidst celestial grace,
they always say,
A woman's beauty is
like the moon's display.
But I delve deeper,
my heart gets inspired,
Comparing her
to the sun's gentle desire.
For just as the sun,
with his tender might,
Gathers water, drop by drop,
out of sight.
So does she,
with wisdom and care,
Collects from all corners,
her treasures rare.
Saving each coin and crumb
whenever and wherever possible,
for the time of need
when others will stumble.
Like rain that falls,
in the drought's embrace,
Her abundance pours,
in the right time and place.
The strength of a woman,
like the sun's golden ray,
Illuminates lives,
in her generous display.
With the essence of sun
and moon entwine,
A woman's beauty and grace
forever shine.
--Kaushal Kishore
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