Mysterious is the common blood from the disparate, the invisible bonds by this consequence, and despite the inevitable dilutions, the unyielding continuance of their assemblage.

Splendidly illogical as loving without condition of familiarity, being unified by departures, strengthened in fragility, and structured amidst turmoil, all in nature, save any forethought, and more, bearing identity no matter the name.

Magnificent the reciprocity as its parts shape the full of its character, which in turn, styles its components in part. It is a mutual defining interaction of infinite minutia of influence.

A miracle of perfection is the origin of family, a flawless conception that, though implemented by unwitting and defective humanity, maintains as an indispensible disarray of perfect existence and preservation.

~tdv