David Policar 2000
And here it is more graphically.
There is no other miracle than this:
That two threads (each distinct, sharing no fiber)
From sources disparate and paths disjoint
Entwine, and thus find permanence and strength;
That by their choice of shape and touch alone
They knot themselves; that keeping boundaries firm
They yet cohere: two threads becoming one,
remaining two.
From this creation flows.
No thunderous shaking of the earth or sky,
No Word divine or quickening of a womb
Does more than this: A new thing here is born,
And you, the privileged midwives, live its birth.