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When I created the
heavens and the earth,
I spoke them into being.
When I created man,
I formed him
and breathed life
into his nostrils.
But...YOU woman,
I fashioned after
I breathed life into man
because your nostrils
are too delicate.
I allowed a deep
sleep to come over him so
I could patiently and
perfectly fashion you.
Man was put to sleep
so that he could not
interfere with
the creativity.
From one bone
I fashioned YOU
I chose the bone
that protects man's life
I chose the rib,
which protects his
heart and lungs
and supports him,
as YOU
are meant to do.

Around this one bone
I shaped YOU.
I molded YOU.
I created YOU
perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics
are as the rib,
strong yet
delicate and fragile.
YOU provide protection
for the most
delicate organ in man,
his heart.
His heart is the
center of his being;
His lungs hold
the breath of life.
The rib cage will
allow itself to be
broken before it will allow
damage to the heart.
Support man as the rib cage
supports the body.
YOU were not
taken from his feet,
to be under him,
nor were YOU
taken from his head,
to be above him.
YOU were taken
from his side,
to stand beside him
and be
held close to his side.

YOU are my perfect angel.
YOU are my beautiful little girl.
YOU have grown to be a
splendid woman of excellence,
and my eyes fill when I see
the virtue in your heart.
YOUR eyes,
don't change them.
YOUR lips,
how lovely when
they part in prayer.
YOUR nose
so perfect in form,
YOUR hands
so gentle to touch.

I've caressed your face
in your deepest sleep;
I've held your heart
close to mine.
Of all that lives and breaths,
YOU are the most like me.
Adam walked with me
in the cool
of the day and
yet he was lonely.
He could not
see me or touch me.
He could only feel me.

So everything
I wanted Adam to share
and experience with me,
I fashioned in you:
MY holiness,
MY strength,
MY purity,
MY love,
MY protection and support.
YOU are special
because YOU
are the extenuation
of ME.
Man represents my image
woman my emotions.
Together, you represent
the totality of GOD.

So man,
treat woman well.
Love her,
respect her,
for she is fragile.
In hurting her,
you hurt me.
What you do to her,
you do to me.
In her, you only damage
your own heart,
the heart of your Father,
and the heart of her Father.
Woman, support man.
In humility,
show him the power
of emotion I have given you.
In gentle quietness
show your strength.
In love,
show him that YOU
are the rib that protects
his inner self.
 
The author of this beautiful poem is unknown to me
Thank you Diane for sending it....:)


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