it is the world

The woman her soul, the source of life Beyond this place of their birth womb of its end The sun flowers their tears of rain the moon's sister her companion the stars are the eyes of their siblings her spirit, the pair of wings for men and women her singing the prayer of the beauty of the world their form of blessing the milk of their breasts her legs the morning and sunset columns her face, the mother watching over everything their arms carry the world all life her lap the ciborium of birth and death Tell her the story of the life of humanity their eyes, the two-sex being all their origin in the past of future their existence in animate and inanimate things her home in the world, it is the world