This is a feather. A what?
A feather, it's used to soar above the pain, this is a feather. Oh a feather.
This is a stone. A what?
A stone, you use it to build a shelter from storms,this is a stone. Oh a stone.
This is a door. A what?
A door, you use it to shut out intruders,this is a door. Oh a door.
This is a knife. A what?
A knife, it's used to prepare food,this is a knife. Oh a knife.
This is a man, A what?
A man, created to live and lead, this is a man. Oh a man.
This is a woman. A what?
A woman, created to live with the man and serve, this is a woman. Oh a woman.
This is my life. Your what?
My life, a brief moment of time, of which no one minds, this is my life. Oh your life.
This is a life which had feathers to soar, until it was stoned to the ground, had all doors closed in its face, was cut into shreds, then saved by a man, and became the woman before you today.
Oh, it's you.
