Life is not nearly long enough. By the time most of us figure out how to live it well, it’s half over.
You are the man.
The drive, the force, the strength.
I am the woman.
The receptacle, the pliable, the resilient.
You are mine
in the way that I am yours.
What I am complements what you are.
What you need, I seek to supply.
What I need, you supply.
We feed each other
in a daily dance of respect and honor.
You lead me to the great I Am.
I lead you to the well.
We share, each other.
We share, worship.
We share, sacrament.