Mother of brightness
on wings of freedom,
I am a woman.
Beautiful or not,
tall or small, wealthy or poor—
no matter.
No matter if
I am from North or South,
I am from Adam and Hawa—
love’s best friend.
Kindness is the name
of my lyric blood.
The perfume of my breathing
and my heart, a flower,
give you power.
In darkness, light, exile,
I remember to water you.
I am a woman,
mother of brightness,
your wings of freedom.

By N.

Photo by roujo.