The Special One

You embrace reality that truly defines intuition,

Only the special one can write the wrong of men.

Within the balm of feathered fractured wings,

The surprise taste in paradise first underlings,

Change cold terrain for warm places in the ark,

Into piercing eyes of beauty humanity embark.

New horizons awaken the realms of special make,

That femininity could not be Clone or replicate,

Almost unrelated, capacity was shy and fated,

Inequalities heaven rated, the dregs hell wanted.

You are a special woman of passionate means,

The missing beat wandering from masculine reins. 

It was a clear summon the first sermon we hear

From sunrise dew to the silhouette evening star.

The diamond robe wore only glaze faded skin,

When age and years pass no insecurity can ruin.

Personalities that made your character strong,  

Those outstanding odes we may never understand.

But humanity is grateful for the beacon of light

In a world of darkness, ambush by fear and fright.

Life is short with split connection to our dream,

The vision seen is in a gleaming impossible stream.

Narrowly swim with goals that lies in-between.

Touching lives here on earth and up in heaven