(Photo by Julie Ferneau, California)
The Wedding
Wherever two hearts meet, a spark appears
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’s light shines forth for all to see:
all colored with 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 moon is hung;
as in the misty cloud we hear their 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.)
