She, Fatuma, challenges the gods from behind her transparent voile
like a wandering pagoda whistling on her wooden flute
Like a graceful serving bride of her dark ultimate desires
to seduce the heavenly hosts into earthly seduction
so that she, Fatuma, would be the bearer of their seed
and in the dust of speech, where any power
could be transformed into her commandments
and also all the extinct ones could make her their only supreme being.
Because of this woman's patience, it happened
that not only men with beards, but she herself,
with her blessed breasts filled which were filled with fertile juices, became clouded with eternal guilt;
and so the men with beards recognised her sublime greatness.
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