OH Woman, though ancient goddess of love,
Oh woman, woman, woman
how grief and sorrow meets within your breast,
how joy and pain intertwine.
Oh woman, how thou sufferest for the sake of others sorrows revealed,
servant, healer called forth from the primordial wisdom of reconciliation,
woman thou art an angel, a self effacing saint,
how little you believe such praise,
when you do and have done as women,
through all time and eternity have done,
you have been caught in the net of idealism,
turmoil the vision of glimmering freedom seems a mirage upon the sand.