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.