A held breath released transforms into a “tempest of genius.” 
This Women’s History Month, Wisdom Born Designs honors the resilience, brilliance, and boundless creativity of Black women in Arts and Culture. Their stories are woven into every brushstroke, every leap, and every soulful note – a legacy shaped by courage, vision, and the determination to be seen and heard. Through centuries of struggle and triumph, Black women have transformed strength into art that celebrates identity, uplifts communities, and inspires the world.
Our featured poem, When Black Women Exhale, honors this powerful genesis of creative peace. When Black women create, entirely new worlds come to be.
When Black Women Exhale
By: Benu Ma’at
A breath held through ages, a silence profound,
On shoulders of mothers, on hallowed ground.
A lungful of whispers, of stories untold,
Of histories heavy, and spirits of gold.
But watch when the dam breaks, the quiet gives way,
When Black women exhale at the closing of day.
It is not a sigh, not a whisper of air,
But a tempest of genius, a soulful prayer.
The first rush of freedom, a saxophone’s cry,
A blues note that bends toward a deep, velvet sky.
It’s the ink that flows steady, a narrative bold,
A truth written down, more precious than gold.
The exhale is color, on canvas so bright,
It’s the sculptor’s firm hand, shaping darkness to light.
It’s the dancer’s sharp turn, a leap in the void,
A universe born from a world once destroyed.
It’s the rhythm and verse that a poet will speak,
The strength in the voice that was once rendered weak.
It’s the actress’s gaze, a fire in the frame,
The sound of a chorus that chants her own name.
So, listen, and witness, this powerful release,
This genesis moment of creative peace.
For when Black women exhale, worlds come to be,
A breath of pure art, for us all to see.
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