it is the world

The woman her soul the source of life
Beyond the place of their birth lap its end
the sun will blossom their tears of rain
the moon and the sister her companion
the stars the eyes of her siblings
her mind the pair of wings for men and women
her singing the prayer of the beauty of the world
their form of blessing the milk from their breasts
the pillars of her legs morning and evening glow
her face all over the waking mother
their arms carry the world all life
her bosom the sacred vessel of birth and death
Tell her the story of the life of humanity
their eyes, the two sex all being
their origin in the past of future
their being in animate and inanimate things
her home in the world, it is the world