Homage to Feminine by Divine Masculine

Love is the prerogative of the brave. A coward is incapable of love. - Gandhi

"I have worshipped woman as the living embodiment of the spirit of service and sacrifice." - Gandhi

"Man can never be a woman's equal in the spirit of selfless service with which nature has endowed her." - Gandhi

"I will far rather see the race of man extinct than that we should become less than beasts by making the noblest of God's creation, woman, the object of our lust." -
Quoted from Mohandas K. Gandhi

"Woman is the embodiment of love, man is here to behold her radiance" - Bernie Prior

The Woman
by Rabindranath Tagore

God, with his message of love, has sent women as guardians of individuals, and, in this their divine vocation, individuals are more to them than army and navy and parliament, shops and factories. Here they have their service in God's own temple of reality, where love is of more value than power.
Man can not altogether crush woman's nature into dust or into his dead building materials. Woman's home may have been shattered, but woman is not, and cannot, herself be killed. It is not that woman is merely seeking her freedom of livelihood, struggling against man's monopoly of business, but against man's monopoly of civilization where he is breaking her heart every day and desolating her life. She must restore the lost social balance by putting the full weight of the woman into the creation of the human world.

Men have seen the absurdity of today's civilization, which is based upon nationalism,- that is to say, on economics and politics- and its consequent militarism. Men have been losing their freedom and their humanity in order to fit themselves for vast mechanical organizations. So the next civilization, it is hoped! ! ! ! , will be based not merely upon economical and political competition and exploitation but upon world- wide social co-operation; upon spiritual ideals of reciprocity and not upon economic ideals of efficiency. And then women will have their true place.
Because men have been building up vast and monstrous organizations they have got into, the habit of thinking that this turning-out power has something of the nature of perfection in itself. The habit is ingrained in them, and it is difficult for them to see where truth is missing in their present ideal of progress. But woman can bring her fresh mind and all her power of sympathy to this new task of building up a spiritual civilization, if she will be conscious of her responsibilities."
Adoration of Divine Mother

Poem by Sri Aurobindo , Savitri, Book III
Hers is the mystery the Night conceals;
The spirit's alchemist energy is hers;
She is the golden bridge, the wonderful fire.
The luminous heart of the Unknown is she,
A power of silence in the depths of God;
She is the Force, the inevitable Word,
The magnet of our difficult ascent,
The Sun from which we kindle all our suns,
The Light that leans from the unrealised Vasts,
The joy that beckons from the impossible,
The Might of all that never yet came down.
All Nature dumbly calls to her alone
To heal with her feet the aching throb of life
And break the seals on the dim soul of man
And kindle her fire in the closed heart of things.
All here shall be one day her sweetness' home,
All contraries prepare her harmony;
Towards her our knowledge climbs, our passion gropes;
In her miraculous rapture we shall dwell,
Her clasp shall turn to ecstasy our pain.
Our self shall be One Self with All through her.