Your immense hands
Molded you from the beginning.
Child of the mountains
Rooted as rock, gainly as goats
Snowed-on sun with a
Lucky-stone smile.
They go with me, your Fate-shapers.
I can fall into them and see
Your vast mirrors of blue, their star-sparkle,
Roaming north and south of me.
Turning me into flawless diamond,
So balanced. So revered.
Later, inside you
Inside me, your hands
Left their prints, unerring paths
To the cool waters of my core.
The earthquake of your voice
Shook my old earth into life.
"My Eden," you said, "my new world,"
And I, reassembled whole in your experiment,
Became a dreamer who
Fell in love with you, and you knew it.