Coming together in the sky
Two planets in their orbits kiss,
Or rather, seem so to the eye
While in reality they miss
By millions of kilometers.
Mere accidental line of sight
Along their azimuth confers
A false proximity one night
Whereby celestial gods, at best,
Can feign to share a starry bed.
But we, my dear, are truly blessed:
When our terrestrial souls are wed
Two fleshly bodies join as one,
Until no void remains to grow
Between our spirits. Thus we run
Together, just as rivers flow
Into the ocean, and become
A universe of I-and-thou
Via conjunction, and our sum
Unites us in the holy now.
^z - 2012-12-25