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.