Womanhood

Womanhood


She
sits and
waits to be
picked among the
flowers, giving rise
to the woman she is
meant to become, her essence
spilling over, its scent wafting
in the perfumed air, looking for a
petal to claim at the peak of sweetness.

Her innocence intact, she is ready
to spread her proverbial angel
wings, testing her power against
a world she knows not, a world
she neither embraces
nor fears as she gains
experience,
she enjoys
being
free.