Like a flower sensitive, delicate
That delights the eye,
The soul, the heart and the whole Being
So is the woman’s face.
Its brightness is candor
It has the lightness in the face,
Expression of tenderness
Yet that life is hard
As a moonlit night
A horizon that is lost
In infinite extension
Blue sky and sea
So is the woman’s face.
As a gentle song
Or sweet poetry
What makes the heart beat
And perfuming the feelings
made magic
So is the woman’s face.
Housewife charming smile
Delicacy and beauty in her features
That conveys security and peace
In the various forms of love
So is the woman’s face.
***Tribute to my friend – Turkiya***
