First Glimpse of Beauty

Warm water cleans my soiled body. Viewing a naked woman, I stand. Washing me and overlooking my sin, “Look, our bodies are beautiful.” Angels were given beauty as this. Muses aspired for beauty as pure as this. Love never arouse above this mark. Etched in my mind forever: Your beauty and love If ever I saw your face: I saw true beauty. If ever I saw the face of your mother: Spring of beauty I beheld. If ever I saw your children: Deltas of love I realized. Engravings of this depth are not meant to be matched. Visions lovely and sweetly remembered are the calibrations of those to come. A lifetime is satiated with one. Never did I seek a rival For even gold is matched only by silver. Yet forth she did spring, erupting from within, arising in front of me. Surprising me with this arrival, Her coming was unsolicited. Her beauty was the same I knew. Love poured out from Her soul so naturally, so kindly. Beckoning me, reaching for me, “Daddy come with me.” Beauty even more powerful than I had ever experienced. Even more rare was Her love. Matching and surpassing all that I knew. Summoning the very mark of beauty I held so true. Displaying her innocent love I was overcome. True was Her beauty as the Spring of Your mother. Pure was her love as the Deltas of Your children. Heavenly beauty I see in her face as I see in Your face. Powerful, gentle, loving and kind: She is as You Aunt Elaine