Uyai…
“Flee the fisherman!
He hurts,
With barbed hooks
Mesh-y nets…
Behold the jeweller
He beautifies,
I see beauty in you
My masterpiece…
You do not know me
But you want to.
But I terrify you
And so you flee…
When I touch you
It will be with awe.
When I take you
It will be with honor.
When I hurt you
It will be in error.”
Uyai…Uyai.
