The dance of the woman in the market
Here it goes, there she flows
Again I was baffled
Again I was moved
And asked myself one another time:
How many rivers
Meander within one woman?
The things that men desire in women
Are nothing compared to the things
Which women only know in their silent, sleeping heart
That they can give…
And, purely, it was something
That was in paradise on the day
That you and I were born
Children of the rose
Children of love.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.