And so it is to be
that with your consent,
love will grow
and bind your hearts
together;
yielding
not one blossom
but many
and not
from one root
but from all that you need
and to which you tend.
And it is to be
that love will lift your arms
like towering branches
of strength supporting
the budding of flowers
that others may draw
from that beauty,
know of your love
and grow from it.
And it is to be
that birds will come
and rest in those
branches and
safely build nests
and lay eggs of joy
and hope.
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