from: we love this body
We love this body as we love the day we first met the person
who led us away from this world;
as we love the gift we gave one morning on impulse,
in a fraction of a second,
that we still see every day;
as we love the human face, fresh after love-making,
more full of joy than a wagonload of hay.
Robert Bly
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