Feminines mellow the earth,
They are fragile like spider’s silk and hard like granite.
They are medicine for a lonely heart.
Without their moon in the sky, night becomes quiet like the city of the dead.
They are the sun, without their glowing, earth becomes dull like a trembling gecko.
Feminines are teachers.
They are guardians,
They are gallant soldiers without weapons.
Feminines are the earth.
Feminines are salt,
They are honey,
They are the grain of soil that crack hard nut.