She has a young face An old face She carries herself well In all ages She survives all man has done In some tribes she is free In some religions She is under man In some societies She's worth what she consumes In some nations She is delicate strength In some states She is told she is weak In some classes She is property owned In all instances She is sister to earth In all conditions She is life bringer In all life she is our necessity See the woman eyes Flowers swaying On scattered hills Sundancing calling in the bees See the woman heart Lavender butterflies Fronting blue sky Misty rain falling On soft wild roses See the woman beauty Lightning streaking Dark summer nights Forests of pines mating With new winter snow See the woman spirit Daily serving courage With laughter Her breath a dream And a prayer