With our heads in the clouds and the stars at our grasp, you walk down the aisle. The music plays as the ocean keeps beat with our hearts. In your lace dress, decorated with pearls and sea shells, you look like a goddess returning to the sea once more. I stand alone and watch you carve your way onto the sand. You’re footprints are forever sculptured in eternity in the sand.
A couple stops to commemorate the ceremony with us, then another and another as though they are all invited. The crowd forms a semicircle to watch us and minus the waves’ accompanying sound, you can hear a pin drop.
Facing each other and holding hands, we smile at each other and the minister begins. The minister smiles as it’s only supposed to be a party for two. “Dearly beloved, we have come together….” I think to myself, this reminds me of a wedding on the Hallmark channel. But you squeeze my arm, which I guess is better than kicking my shin.
Reciting our vows, they mean so much more when the two of you are soulmates that God made sure he reconnected later in life. It’s a beautiful day and the heavens sprinkle diamonds as we look across the waters. God not only anoints me with you but the crowd too. He is laying His hands upon the ocean, blessing everything in our hemisphere. It’s such a comforting feeling to know the world is watching us….on this our special day. Being on center stage, commencing the ceremony, our life is one and only God will ever come between us.
Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate