A Woman's Question...

When we fall in love with the beauty of the face of our lover, that love fades with every wrinkle that time would bring. It is when we fall in love with the heart that such love grows and blooms into a flower worthy of Eden.

What makes marriage so special and precious is the fact that it is ever-humbling. What makes it ever-humbling is the fact that another person, another human being, another mortal, with life as fleeting as our own, with such a short time to stay in this world, chose to spend and commit the rest of his or her life with us.

And once we have truly grasped the shortness of life, the preciousness of mortality and the beauty of moments that pass with the whispers of every breath, time becomes golden in our eyes. And what makes this even more of a treasure is the fact that this time is spent with us.

These golden times and moments become as diamonds. And as the ancients used to say, where your treasure is, there your heart is also.

Who am I to deserve a gift as gentle as the twinkle of a star?

Who am I to receive a treasure as priceless as the song of a silent waterfall?

How could I hope to believe that I deserve an ounce of another’s fragile heart.

Here I am, trying to stay deserving, yet ever-failing, holding on to the hope that she cares enough to give me that angel-kiss.

Here I am, struggling to stay moldable in the Potter’s hands.

Here I am, here I am, waiting, hoping, believing.

A Woman's Question
-Lena Lethropdo

You know you have asked for the costliest thingever made by the Hand above?

A woman's heart, and a woman's life-and a woman's wonderful love.

Do you know you have asked for this priceless thingas a child might ask for a toy?

Demanding what others have died to win,with the reckless dash of a boy.

You have written my lesson of duty out, manlike, you have questioned me.now stand at the bars of my woman's souluntil i shall question thee. You require your mutton shall always be hot, your socks and your shirt be whole; I require your heart be true as God's starsand as pure as His heaven your soul.

You require a cook for your mutton and beef, I require a far greater thing; a seamstress you're wanting for socks and shirts-I look for a man and a king. A king for the beautiful realm called Home, and a man that his Maker, God, shall look upon as He did on the firstand say: "It is very good. "I am fair and young, but the rose may fadefrom this soft young cheek one day; will you love me then 'mid the falling leaves, as you did 'mong the blossoms of May?

Is your heart an ocean so strong and true, I may launch my all on its tide? A loving woman finds heaven or hellon the day she is made a bride.

I require all things that are grand and true, all things that a man should be; if you give this all, I would stake my life to be all you demand of me. If you cannot be this, a laundress and a cook you can hire and little to pay; but a woman's heart and a woman's lifeare not to be won that way.

Ladies, keep your standards high. Require all things that are grand and true. Don't lower your standards for a moment; any guy who asks you to do so is not worth your time.

Men, have we grasped the costliness, the pricelessness, of a woman's love? It is no small thing, no game, to invite a woman to accompany us through life. May we earn the right to make such a request by striving to be men of integrity- men whose hearts are strong and true. Then, and only then, should we stand at the bars of a woman's soul and ask to gain entrance.

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