Woman is the refuge of lost moments of light, gentle, yet unshakable; wounded, yet loyal to her smile. With all the scars carried in her soul, she still holds a promise to joy. Not the joy of chance, but the joy of choice. A woman is faith in light, even when the world is steeped in darkness. Through every silence, every gaze, every tender touch, she reminds life that beauty still lives for she has made a vow to joy, and joy belongs to her. P.S. The calligraphy in the image features a Persian verse by the great Iranian poet Rumi, which reads: "I have a pact with joy; that joy shall be mine."