She would soar

She would soar the skies about her

She would scrape the earth beneath

She would plant the seeds and harvest

And move mountains into seas.

Men would be there there for her

Working together as two yet one

In the sunshine or the rain

Preparing for those still to come.

It doesn’t matter who they were

Nor what they aspired to be

No matter what you know of them

They have a part in your story.

So live your life the best you can

Try to do good in the world

People need what you can do

And you need them too.