Bears beauty in creation,
Fired in a kiln of passion.
It is formed by the hands of lovers
Like a potter’s masterpiece
Made perfect by its exquisite flaws.
Swaths us in sunbeams,
Coddles our hearts tenderly.
It is held by the arms of partners
Like a baby swaddled in blankets
And made safe in the bosom of love.
Reveals the path to wholeness
In the sum of our great parts.
It is sewn together by the minds of darlings
Like a vast puzzle once bewildering
Made complete by destiny’s union.