Hymn to an Ordinary Girl

Here is a hymn to an ordinary girl
To one that every day you see
She may not look good and she may not be blessed
But she is a woman who loves the world

She makes your every dream come true
But you don’t have time enough to think,
That she is the reason whatever good you do
And that she alone is a treasure to you

Treat her good or bad with her you do
She still does care, she still loves you
The power to create this world is in her
And mighty pain does she bear

This hymn is about this ordinary girl
Sans frontiers who came all along
To join a mutual bond of share
As if some divine purpose she wears

Tells of her sisters she has abound
Of war, abuse, and of excruciating pain
As she shares her words wise and profound
She makes every heart weep and melt down

A mother, a daughter, wife and more
She has a million names to call
A witch, sorceress and a whore
And yet she has compassion galore

Although you never praise her right
She rises as a light to give way
A symphony of voices to sort out
All the pain and hardships

She never gives up nor does she fail
A whirling wind so strong yet calm
This ordinary girl has no name
And so I sing her praises in this nameless psalm

(PS: This poem is my first attempt, written for WorldPulse VOF.)