On the Wedding Day
They came to a wooden village church,
she in a borrowed dress, its white sprinkled grey by time,
he in his elder brother’s suit.
Both beautiful and young, ready to grapple with fate.
They vowed love in voices trembling with emotion,
faith and hope sealed the solemn words.
They took for witnesses the wind playing the wedding march,
linden leaves in the gallery of windows
and the rain crying with happiness.
Single drops glistened on colourful stained glass,
like precious jewels presented by the wedding guests.
Rays of the sun gave as a gift the bright shine
to the wedding rings,
the promises of faithfulness and support in difficult times.
“Nobody but you,” whispered their eyes in silent admiration.
“Always together,” confessed two fluttering hearts.
“It does not matter what you have, but who you are,”
stated reason.
They met in a temple to enter the shared path.
The moment crowned the beginning of a new time.
Alicja Maria Kuberska
Writer
Poland
