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STRONG AS SILKĀ 
by Jessie E Turner
copyright 1996

You say I should be made of steel
Once I have lived through this ordeal.
You say I should have skin of stone
When I've survived this on my own.
You think I need a coat of mail
and shield if I am to prevail,
But there is power you don't see;
Another strength inside of me.

I don't want to be iron.
I don't want to be steel,
Cold and hard;
Unable to feel.
If I could choose the strength in me,
Strong as silk I would be!


Though delicate; this cloth I've spun,
Shimmering in light of sun,
My fabric I would open wide
The current of the wind I'd ride
And downward plunges I would slow
To keep from crashing far below.
A parachute of strength I'd be
If I were silk and silk were me.

I want to be soft as silk;
Breathing out, breathing in.
I want to be soft as silk
To ride on the wind.


If I were silk, I'd be a rope
Twisted from the strands of hope,
For through my pain and through my grief
Are coiled the fibers of relief.
The threads that isolated me
Now bind me to humanity.
I've found the power to belong.
No coat of armor is this strong.

I don't want to be iron!
I don't want to be steel!
Cold and hard;
Unable to feel!
I want to be strong like silk;
To give and to take.
I want to be strong like silk;
To bend and not break!
I want to be soft as silk;
Breathing out, breathing in.
I want to be soft as silk
To ride on the wind;
To be strong as only a woman can be; Strong as Silk.

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