For My Wife on Christmas

When God first took the bone from Adam's breast,
He chose the one next to Adam's heart,
That henceforth a man should find no rest,
Until reunited with his missing part,
His sorrow ends, his joy is won,
And as the bright moon in the evening sky,
Reflects the glory of the sun
He sees love’s reflection in his true love's eyes.

for Nektaria, Christmas 2013