i was so young
and so were you
making promises
at the end of an aisle
the room full of smiles
stain glass patterns
dancing
but all i could see
was you
saying
I do
with a ring
and a prayer
and a kiss
starting it all
this story together
and still i am giddy
when i look at you
and today
so many years later
our aisle a sidewalk
and our chapel
a canopy of trees
sun drenched
with shadows
on the pavement
dancing
because our table awaits
with a view
from a window
candles and champagne
for two kids in love
and still i am giddy
the view
early
from my window
high in the attic room
filled with books
and journals and paint
paper and photos
wildly clamoring
for attention
but just pausing
life on hold
for a moment
to take it all in
the being mindful
they say
because
anything new
as well as welcoming
to a soul in love
with change
also
raw and challenging
and though trees filling
and grass greening
blossoms flourishing
a new page being colored in
even so
wondering why
the sun
not quite warm yet
and the silver light
of a season past
lingering
streets glistening
endless rain
and in watching it all unfold
this season new
like a story book
with pop-up pictures
enthralled
to turn the page
to see
this story
this pop-up book
coming alive
and the pictures
big, bold, and beautiful
even the rain
even the chilly
laughing
so good it is
to see
that it is all beautiful
all the pages
all the seasons
even the uncertainty
of life
because story
is how we live
and how we find joy
in a page still
unwritten
big, bold and beautiful
even in the rain
