In the heart of a woman, lies a story untold
Of her trials by fire, her fight to break the mould
Through all her sorrows, through all her pain
She believed her struggle would not be in vain
From the ashes, she rose, stronger and wiser
The power of the universe, alive, inside her
The strength of the ages, the fire of the sun
The purity of love, the depth of the ocean
Dreamer, Achiever, Giver, Nurturer
Warrior, Protector, Conqueror, Healer
She is, but, one woman
And, yet, she is every woman
Her heart in her hands, the world at her feet
She knew her journey was far from complete
Rising above the world, she took her place in the sky
Yet, bonded to the earth by an unbreakable tie
She reached for a star, shaped it into a stone
Adding dimensions that mirrored her own
She honoured every scar caused by a dark night
With every cut she made, the jewel grew bright
Her power filled the diamond with possibilities untold
Unleashing brilliance, no cage could ever hold
You feel her spirit, there is nothing she can’t do
How do you know? Because she is You.
Ring a Ring o' Proses 
We are tempered and strengthened by our trials. Nice work, though you have a mistake in the 4th line…is it supposed to be “would not HAVE been in vain,” or would not BE in vain?
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Thanks for catching that. You’re right. It should be “would not be in vain”. I was deciding between the two options you mentioned and when I rephrased the sentence for the latter, I missed that part. Unfortunately, it slipped through proofreading too. Appreciate you bringing it to my notice. It’s been fixed now. 🙂
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