(Photo by Julie Ferneau, California)
The Wedding
Wherever two hearts meet, then sparks appear
as linked forever love does make it so.
Its dawning and its innocence is here
as fire and the burn an afterglow.
That blaze of magic glorious to the eye
as Arielle shines forth for all to see:
she sparkles like a thousand rainbow skies
and brightest in her warm sincerity.
Their joy eclipsed by none as quiet falls
as in the hush of dawn the still moon hung;
as in the misty cloud we hear love’s call:
two snow-white doves await the rising sun.
The bless’ ed and the patient, caring kiss
now Jonathan encircles with their bliss.
(Shakespearean Sonnet. 14 lines iambic pentameter. Rhyme scheme: abab;cdcd;efef;gg. My poem inspired by photo of two young friends, Jonathan and Arielle who recently married.)
