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April 14, 2005
Marriage Sonnet
hen I married my wife on October 27, 1997, I wrote this poem and handed printed copies on special paper to all the guests as they arrived for the ceremony:
If notes were ever isolate in tone Most wondrous melodies would hold no plea, The tuneless world would merely lie and moan And creatures all would fall from harmony; But notes of love must seek each other out Through all the lonely silences of night, And sound on true through moments posing doubts To find that rhythm formed of play and light. Imagination bridges over time, Our happy hearts aspire to cross the fjords; And thus between, the two approaching find An interplay of heavenly cadenced chords. .....For this I know of autumn-winters long: .....We who sing of love become the song.--------
Posted by witnit at April 14, 2005 12:00 AM
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