Critical Mass

[Hollweg]

Tonight with my bride,
We’ll consummate our love—
And other emergent phenomena.
I pray the mother of God
And my future mother-in-law,
May I have fair skies
On this my wedding day.

From the top of the hill
See the throngs and clusters.
Friends and neighbors,
Nebulae and galaxies,
Our extended families,
Are gathered together
On this my wedding day.

The son of God guides
My bride’s footfalls.
Her father walks her down the aisle.
The pull of the moon
Tilts the tide of her blood.
A near star is set to explode
On this my wedding day.

[saw]

don't know if this is autobiographical......if so, congratulations, a fine poem to give perspective to this big event.....this supernova.....in any case, real or imagined....enjoyed it...

[dadio]

Excellent.