She is not primarily functional
Though she capably serves the purpose for her design
She is primarily beautiful.
Not because of mere vain glorious, useful flesh
Or by the weak vacillating standards that the society casts its gluttonous eyes upon
Deeming her the"perfected pulchritude" of the hour
No, she is primarily beautiful, simply because of heaven's light that fills her eyes
And her breathless sigh at the sound of her newborn baby's cry
And a smile that rivals the morning sun
She is primarily beautiful simply because
She is.
Which is to say that her beauty is a great and glorious good
And something that he needs in large doses daily
And God has seen fit to arrange this for him
Yes her beauty personifies to him the very glory of God's creation
A taste of heaven here on earth.
She has become essential in his life
When she moves his eyes follow
And peace floods his soul
And somehow he knows that he has rounded a bend
And all manner of things will be well
With one glance and her smile she can free his heart and bring him hope
Yes he being like the winter earth longing for the sun
And not by any mere usefulness of her you see
But simply because she breathes
Simply because she is
Simply because of love.
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