The Wedding
What do you imagine
Our wedding to be.
Would it be on a gently hilled island,
Abounding with trees and sea.
Perhaps on a homestead,
Where two kindly elders,
Had coaxed the love and bounty
From the land.
Who welcomed our family and friends,
As if they were coming home.
There would be music and song,
In the warm afternoon sun.
Lights that dance from tree to tree,
As darkness nears.
Carpets and sofas,
Tucked in shady nooks,
To offer calm and respite,
Amidst celebrations domain.
I imagine you by my side,
Telling you of my love,
As you speak your heart,
To mine.
Our loved ones all gathered round,
We are held in their smiles,
Washed in their tears of joy.
I imagine dancing through the night,
The sky and wind and earth,
Whispering, sighing.
We dance and twirl,
Moving as one,
As we dance our dance,
Of love,
With so many.
