Gazing at the stars,
                  perspective sharpens.
          Are we meant
                  to live alone?
   
          Our heart,
          imprisoned in its walls,
                  aches for communion.
          We are incomplete.
   
          The hope of young lovers
                  too often
                  finds marriage
          A house of strangers.
          Did any lover
                  want love
                  to end?
   
          Love until death
                  could never
                  bring joy
          To the One
          Who created it
                  to last
                  forever.
   
          How does devotion
                  grow?
          How can souls
                  unite?
          Love must be more
                  than chance.
   
          The secret of marriage
                  radiates
                  from its Source.
          Physical union brings
                  two lives
                  into the embrace
          of the Inventor
                  of passion.
   
          Three become One;
                  Inseparable.
          Purified feeling with
                  Golden thought;
                  melted.
   
          Separating
                  a Triune marriage
                  tears apart
          The fabric
                  of the universe.
   
          The Age
                  of Eternal Love
                  expands with the
          Fidelity of lovers
                  bound to God
                  through lineage.
   
          Ten billion years
                  from now,
                  how many
          Grandchildren
                  will bounce
                  on the knee
          Of our Parent?
   
          Our marriage
                  will still be young;
                  time enough
                  to love together
   
          In perfect resonance.