Woman O Woman tell me where from,
The braided wool in the silken thread,
Loomed in colors, indigo pomegranate
And whence it shone on the earth’s plane.
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Geographically i do know this place. Its only now i know that these nomads travel up and down this way. A nice way to sing a praise for these women.Thus she steeds like the tamed mare,
Broken herself, down she walks to fetch,
The life’s water, her hair done in scarf,
Women follow their men folk dutifully, carrying all the worries, besides doing the heavy chores. And they do this without questioning, they are duty bound.
i like these lines the best.
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Geographically i do know this place. Its only now i know that these nomads travel up and down this way. A nice way to sing a praise for these women.Thus she steeds like the tamed mare, Broken herself, down she walks to fetch, The life’s water, her hair done in scarf, Women follow their men folk dutifully, carrying all the worries, besides doing the heavy chores. And they do this without questioning, they are duty bound. i like these lines the best.