Flesh of my flesh
A divine surgery created in His image.
Two who are whole becoming one.
To reflect the three who are whole in One.
Whatever happened to the wonder
When Adam awoke from his slumber
To behold..Woman, beauty and fierceness formed
Love, lace, and lamentation.
Woman who bore us all.
She who bears forgiveness when we act up.
The spectacular glory of God, wrapped in the softest skin.
Yet whose very glance causes men to quiver and tremble.
Let us who are male, let us speak to women
With a hallelujah on our lips.
Let us love so terrible to protect, care for, and lift up
Let us cast aside our hubris to embrace our mothers.
Our daughters, our sisters, and lovers
Let us celebrate the poetry of God made flesh
Who dwells among us with fire and elegance
May we rise to meet you. Forever and amen.
[Poem #28. Image by Ghazaleh Ghazanfari via Flickr and a Creative Commons License.]