THE
Two hands to
hold him
Two
shoulders to wear
The coo of
his voice
The smell of
her hair.
Two eyes to
see
What is
perfectly true,
Life’s
beauty created
By the union
of two.
By the union
of two
The yang and
the yin.
By the union
of two
The out and
the in.
By the union
of two
A spirit to
be
Mother and
father
And infant
makes three.
Love
engenders
Two into
one.
Female and
male
Life is the
sum.
Innocent
infant
Daughter or
son
This poem is
for you
Who has
recently come.
©2005 Dan
Kantak
Compassion
is the source of all grace.