Beauty of Womanhood

What is the light of the New Day
It is the remembrance of beauty
Flooding females with currents of energy
Grace is the dew of warm oblivion
Shattering and scattering the myths of ego

Beauty is seen through the reflective mirror
Of an appreciative mind
Beauty cannot be measured
When you attempt to measure beauty
You will not succeed

What does it take for the buds of Love to flower from within?