Lady Whispers – “Fire of the Woman”

Whispered flames, breathe in the night,

Calling forth the fire within, burning bright.

A rhythm rises, pulse in the air,

Woman’s power, fierce and fair.

In the heart of the dance, she stands alone,

Her voice a spark, a molten stone.

Echoes of tribal drum, pounding wide,

Fire meets breath, in her, collide.

Feel the wind, feel the flame,

Calling out her sacred name.

Every whisper, every shout,

Reveals what life’s about.

Fire of the Woman, light up the sky,

Breathe in her power, let fears fly.

Merging flame where breath is spun,

Rise, ignite, become one.

Circle spins, her spirit soars,

Wild fire, her lore explores.

In her eyes, the dawn anew,

Breath of life, fierce and true.

Now the fire and breath entwine,

Her essence, pure divine.

Sing her story, loud and free,

The fire of the woman, endlessly.