by G. K. Chesterton
Between the perfect marriage day
And that fierce future proud, and furled,
I only stole six days--six days
Enough for God to make the world.
For us is a creation made
New moon by night, new sun by day,
That ancient elm that holds the heavens
Sprang to its stature yesterday --
Dearest and first of all things free,
Alone as bride and queen and friend,
Brute facts may come and bitter truths,
But here all doubts shall have an end.
Never again with cloudy talk
Shall life be tricked or faith undone,
The world is many and is mad,
But we are sane and we are one.
* * *
Our honeymoon was six days like the Chestertons' -- our wedding day was the day before their anniversary. May we have as many happy years as they had.
So far, I am terribly happy. My love is expansive and goes out to all of you.
5 comments:
How wonderful! Congratulations to you both! :)
Much love! It's good to hear from you!
I like the poem's last two lines especially. They remind me, in a good way, of Edward Estlin Cummings.
And yes, congratulations on your wedding!
Just stopping by to say congrats on the wedding!
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