Friday, January 29, 2010

Feeling Phenomenal

Lately I've noticed that I'm getting the swing back in my step. I'm a tad more confident, letting go of things that I should have never gotten ahold of in the first place. I've prayed a bit, afraid that my prayers would be answered... not wanting to step out of my comfort zone and move on. God heard what I left unsaid. He answered my prayers. Now I know that I must move on regardless. I have moved on. God has brought joy back to my life.

Even my coworkers have noticed. My boss says he's noticed something different about me. He asked if I have a boyfriend now. lol. Um, no. I asked another coworker why he hasn't stopped by my office to chat for a while. He told me that he's been scared away because I've been so pretty lately. lol. Yeah, I blushed hard.

I haven't been doing anything different lately. In fact, I've been taking less trouble with my appearance than I used to do. I think it's in the way that I feel. In the way that I hold and carry myself. In the inner peace that God has given to me. I feel good. I feel phenomenal.

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

- Maya Angelou

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