Wholistic beauty

A crowd gathers to see the new statue

A crowd gathers to see the new statue It's still covered

She's still covered

The artist said to wait sometime

The artist said to wait sometime Until he was ready

Until she was ready

You can only see an outline

Her shape, her curves

There isn't much there to see

There isn't much there to see yet

There must be something beautiful under that sheet

There must be something beautiful under that sheet You know it

A gust of wind blows

A gust of wind blows The sheet jumps and falls

Revealing only the face

Her plain face

Her plain face Nothing spectacular

The crowd, disappointed, fades away

Why wait to see the rest of the everyday and ordinary body

Why wait to see the rest of the everyday and ordinary body Such boring art, they said

But you wait

But you wait There is something

But you wait There is something Something unique about the statue, so you wait

Time passes

Time passes Hours,

Time passes Hours, Days,

Time passes Hours, Days, Months,

Time passes Hours, Days, Months, Years

Finally, the artist reappears

Finally, the artist reappears It is time, he says

You're the only one left

You're the only one left And so with a sad smile, he says thank you for being patient

After untying a few knots and a simple tug

The sheet falls to the ground

To reveal the masterpiece beneath

The woman

With a breathtaking figure

So intricate

So beautiful

The artist smiles at your dumbfounded face and whispers

Worthy are those who wait

Worthy are those who wait Because they are the ones who see the wholistic beauty of art

The wholistic beauty of a woman