My job: Inventor of sorts. Don’t call me a god; I hate that term. I prefer Creator of Species. Yes. I like that. The task at hand? An entirely new species. Different than the rest. Better, perhaps, although it will be too humble to admit it.
I drop lavender liquid into my beaker, adding Empathetic and Compassionate to the already established shades of Independent orange. Enigmatic yellow swirls into my mixture. Three drops of Intensely Emotional and five of Selfless. Two of Tolerant. Four of Courageous. A combination of Strong and Resilient equaling a quarter cup.
I stop and inspect the colorful recipe. It’s good, but needs more. I siphon a delicate balance of Accepting and Kind and add it to the brew. I’m close. So close.
A dash of Simple-Yet-Complex with a smidge of Dynamic. A generous dollop of Powerful Grace. Three teaspoons of Intelligent, and another of Creative. Six drops of Fiercely Loyal. Nine of Efficient. A sprinkle of Cunning effervesces at the surface, bubbling gently with Confident and Nurturing.
I’m almost there.
I go to my locked cabinet and retrieve one of my most coveted ingredients: Humor. Its green color dives into my concoction, blending effortlessly with the others until I see the breath-taking result I’d hoped for: a glorious spectrum.
Satisfied, I print a label and delicately press it to the glass carafe, admiring my beautiful creation, giddy with satisfaction and pride. This will be the crowning jewel of my career.
I will call it WOMAN.
**This is my entry for the Beauty of a Woman BlogFest IV, hosted by the incomparable August McLaughlin. #BOAW2015