The Wedding Poem (dedicated to my Uncle Trent and Aunt Cynthia)

The sparks hit the wall put up by waiting until it finally comes down.

The words "I do" open the window they've been looking through.

They could smile, say I love you, and then for God they had to wait.

Now comes the sacred touch, the binding of the first kiss, all spirits are elated.

There is a priceless beauty in queit patience.

Each has fought with gripping struggle and valor to stay pure.

Simply being together causes feelings in their hearts to stir.

Her body caressed in white, his in dark night,

they no longer have the oceans of passion to fight.

Across the window they gaze into the jewels of the others eyes.

Never hiding, no false disguise.

As the window opens the wind of a freeing love rushes through.

Knowing they will be miraculously united after they say "I do".

Connection of hearts, lips, and spirits are in front of God for the first time today.

Bless them, my God, hold their fragile hearts, give them courage to face the coming rains.

A husband, wife, aunt, and uncle are born this way.

Say I do, kiss the bride, and then sweep her heart away.

God's grace engulfs their souls with love for the other.

He will hold their hands and walk them through a life full of happily-ever-afters.