I am constantly in awe of the power of women
When a sister suffers, the whole community of women
Care for this sister
Like she is their own
Hold her as she cries and wipes her tears away
All of the wombs of many women ache for this sister
They see themselves in her eyes
If I didn’t have the sisters in my life,
The many sisters from every desert, every mountain, my sisters from the east and my sisters from the west.
How easily I would crumble.
Thank you for being my legs
When I could not walk any further.