A Woman Is Not A Slave

A Woman Is Not A Slave A woman can be a thrall, a slave at her own sweet will, She cannot be made a mameluke. A woman can be a thrall, For someone for her love, For family and for lover. A woman can kiss the dust, Not for her lower status, She stoops to become Crown. A woman becomes slave for him, Whom She loves as her Master, She gives in to her beloved Lover. A woman wants honour, As her real nature and veneration, She is the source of real worship. A woman becomes slave, As Krishna who wishes to touch the divine feet of Radha His beloved. A woman is not weak and Pusillanimous, She is the Mother of Strong Human, The Source of Elan Vital. A woman is a vast Ocean, Her eyes are teemed with brine, Each drop is Love Liquefied. Love is a deep state of Union, Two bodies dissolve into One, A state of feeling of Noting and absolute. A woman is Love personified, She is a thrilling Joy and Trance, Spirit that trancedDevotees like Gopis and Mira for their Krishna. A woman is a divine force, No Man is complete without a woman, Man and woman are complete within them. A woman is complete unto Herself, As She plays different roles of life, A lover a wife and a Mother. A woman is not a slave, She is the Self behind everything, She becomes Slave at her own sweet will, Nurturing life's essential ingredients. ********************** @prabir Gayen: 04/03/2019..2: 39 PM.