Phenomenal Woman

I love Maya Angelou’s Poetry...her absolute best poem (well, according to me) is titled Phenomenal Woman.  She speaks of a woman who is phenomenal in being herself, so phenomenal people (men) wonder where her secret lies and she simply replies in just being her. She looks like she has fire in her eyes, walks with a click on her steps, when she smiles there’s a flash, the way she moves her waist gracefully. When she walks into a room you are bound to stare, not coz she has a figure fit to be a model or looks cute but coz she has presence. She does not speak real loud, and does not walk with her head bowed. That is a phenomenal woman.

This phenomenal woman needs to be awaken in all of us women; we need to know that to be phenomenal we need not be anything but ourselves.  Start appreciating you hips, your lips, your thighs, your arms as they are. Have the mystery that no one can figure out in just being naturally you coz you are a phenomenal woman, phenomenal woman that’s you....