It is SHE

It is She

It Is She

Who has broken the barriers

And thrown her veil

It is she

who has denounced the pots and pans

And opened the windows and doors

It is she

Who has started to walk tall

She has found the placement of her spine

But her voice ?

how did she find her voice ?

We had hidden it under countless wraps

And buried it in deepest dungeons.

We had toiled over the eras

And stitched heavy veils through the hours.

What a waste of all our sweat and strive

Now she knows the hidden lane

That leads her away from the grill and steam.

We had kept it a closely guarded secret.

and she is standing ?

How did she learn to stand ?

we trained her to crawl and bow

to look down and lower her eyelids

No, we didn’t whisper the “spine” word..

Not us

But here she is

She stands and meets our gaze

We didn’t realize how tall she was

She towers above us as she walks

She is full of ideas and speeches

We didn’t realize how eloquent she was.

She is comforting the child as she writes

We didn’t realize how strong she was

Her discarded veil reveals her face

We didn’t realize how beautiful she was.

It is She

She is here.

BY Swati Goswami