I recently came across this poem. . .I've not heard it at a wedding. . .perhaps it's right for yours?
Is love enough?
Enough for what?
To take care of. . .
the stuff life brings:
the she said, he said. . .
the walking toward and the walking away from.
. .
to meet disaster whether it arrives in pin
drop silence
or siren blasts. . .
to bridge the space between what you mean to
say and what
you said with the hollow space of what you
left unsaid. . .
to see afresh desire’s swift lights, and
giddy tilts. . .
to love justice when the world forgets. . .
to see past troubles to hope. . .
Love is enough, if you remember to take care
to love.
Erica Hunt
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