The white hair is for women’s wisdom

Which blows in the wind

It also wraps around her heart and her womb

Sacred women in our family who look after our sacred sites like you

Our bodies are like trees I’ve been told by my aunty/mum in my family

Our bodies are our trunks

Our arms are our limbs

So that meant to me by my cultural teachings

I thought about our bodies and

How the rings of a tree tells its age

Like a baby growing in the womb

Out of her mouth is the tune of birds

Of which I can’t put sounds

Just bird tracks leading out into the sky

Out of her fingers flow the river

Which she made from her yam stick

Which is there in the work

I made it with my aunty

There is a lot more to say, I just wanted to let you know that this is an important work to me and I’ve listened so much to you, my mum

So in this work is you

And its us and our family

Treahna Hamm, 2007