Only a woman

But, you know, they say that I’m only a woman.

I’m the sun that glistened brightly,

in the fog of the hate,

I’m the moon that lit the way,

in the dearth of each human state,

I’m the flower that blossoms,

In the uncertainty of winter,

I’m the fruit that comforts

In the wake of each painful splinter,

I’m the pearl that matures,

In waters that are parched,

So my path in life is unmatched,

And I will reach each goal

I owe it to my very soul!