It was a dream… No, Like a dream. The spirit of our ancestors fell upon me And my eyes were opened.

I looked up the hills And behold A figure stood before me.

Yes... I saw her. It was Amewonor that I saw.  

The mother of all, A ray of light. The giver of children, A beacon of hope.

In her hands was an egg: It was the egg of life.

"As the rains fall and never go up, As the rivers flow and never retrogress, So shall your joy know no end."

With these words She gave the egg to Kosi The young wife of Setornam The one people call barren.

Just as I saw, So did it come to pass She conceived and brought forth a son. Not only him, But another.

Those who once pelted her with insults, And made mockery of her childlessness, Now come to her home Gowned in shame And praise songs on their lips To welcome the new born twins.