The Bride and Groom

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. 

I love you straightforwardly, 

without complexities or pride;

 so I love you because I know no other way.

 – Pablo Neruda

There are so many beautiful photographs

I could post showing the bride and groom

from last weekend's wedding. 

But the scene that eradicated my mascara,

sending it streaming down my cheeks,

was this one.

When she finally reached the end

of the long center aisle

and he took her hand,

they both broke down.

There wasn't a dry eye

in the room.

Blessings!

To the bride and groom,

their family and friends.

And blessings to all of you

who remember the overwhelming emotion

of joining your life together with someone

you love without knowing how it happened,

without knowing why

you should love this particular person

beyond reason.

You just do.