Woman,The Miracle

Oh wondrous woman, fair and fine Like a beaded gourd, you shine Full of milk and bounty too Your lackage carries the future through With child at back, and ember bright You carry the fire of future's light Nine months you toiled, a miracle wrought With wood preserver, three stones brought Symbolic of clan, mother divine Of the three stones, you are the shrine The basic family unit, you uphold Father, mother, and children bold All your items, sacred and blessed From Sigilgiliot's walking stick, possessed You bear the name of hut, K'ot true Koroko, Chepkoi, we honor you