That the divine feminine take control of the earth and everything in it, that the divine feminine soften the masculine heart, that all girls everywhere feel loved and safe, that I embrace my own divine feminine in my masculine heart and that men stop beating and raping the only reason they are here.

A woman is a mystery
that can guide the wise and open man
there’s another kind of male
who keeps a caged animal inside
himself he’s got too dominate
no tenderness or blessings there
but it’s tender kindness that makes us human
anger and hot desire something less

Perhaps she really is a light from God
and not that rounded form you see,
maybe she is the breath of creativity,
maybe she wasn’t created at all.

A poem by Rumi: A Woman is a Mystery