Sunday, November 30, 2008

Wedding


I stood as one detached

The music began

Linking ode to grace

The chapel still and fragile

Against the even wind

Rang with this

This song

This face

This energy

The bride and her veil

An underwhite line

Her groom still

And sullen as the dark

Soon sounds

Singular sounds

Singing singing

I heard the violin

The doors fell open

And became

 

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