I’d have you love my body as my soul, <br />Praise it and magnify it night and day, <br />Knowing its sweetness blossoms out of clay <br />With tremulous movement to its spirit goal. <br />These arms perchance have clambered branch and bole, <br />These feet have run from many beasts of prey; <br />But Love has led them to a clearer way. <br />Moulding white rapture from apparent dole. <br /> <br />O, let my body be your soul’s delight, <br />Your mirror true of Beauty most-esteemed, <br />That looking on its form your lips breathe low: <br />“This is herself, her soul within my sight.” <br />So read it over as a book you dreamed <br />In boyhood’s fancy many a year ago.<br /><br />Zora Bernice May Cross<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-of-motherhood-vi/
