angels are dancing

all day and all night

in celebration

of our becoming,

coming into one,

in memory of the One

we each are each other

and then the Dance

is a Solo rehearsal

for that Great Long Haul (Hall)

that these lives

dwell within

from Beginning to End

and in between.

and in-between-times

a Great Applause

is heard

across Nations.

and each is given to the One,

that is Togetherness,

Wedded.

A little goes a long way,

a small ring goes on and on

in bigger and bigger circles

as Joy rings out.

let us not be in too quick,

or too slow.

Let us rejoice in the at-one-ment

that is Now,

that Blessings

may be our shower

as our hearts,

as flowers will surely fade

as times

go

by.

But then comes renewal,

season upon season,

breath upon breath

pulse beat upon pulse beat

in the Passion

and the Living.

May Earth retain our Passion

and Heaven, renew our Lives.

Bride says lines Groom says the echo lines something like this

I arrange, we arrange (Bride)
On this day (groom)
The becoming
of our Oneness (Bride)
On this day (groom)
Strengthening us
with endeavour
and purpose
On this day (groom)
That Love, Golden Love
shall abide
more and more
within our hearts
On this day (groom)
That our Spirits may fly
On this day (groom)
And our dreams be enlivened
On this day (groom)
And our temple be truth
On this day (groom)
and our offspring be triumphant
On this day (groom)


Let their be rejoicing
As the angels rejoice
In Celebration.
Let their be food,
for all.
Let their be Harkening, and the sounds of Love
In all places in our hearts.
Let their be Joy.

For I am thankful
for this chance
to share
my life
with you (husband)
and share this
with all of you.

(and she does a little angel dance and sings maybe)

May all the World Know this
As I step forward
Into this journey,
A journey of Honour
And a journey of Life
And a journey of Hope.

May we be safe
and seek
Safety
even in the best of times.
May we be empowered
in the arms of angels (they hug)

Eveyone sing and clap.



Signature shows a column of golden light coming down through a cone of angel Light pink and green
as the Lights of Ascension red and green
beam down peace blue
Joy greenlines
Fulfilment purple
Clarity white (does not show up on scan)


May be more later for the groom. OK?

walking

the golden spiral

staircase,

two lovers

hand in hand

surrounded by angels

all singing,

*

and they follow in the train.

The moon listens

and a bell peals,

the celebration has begun.

Blessings rain down,

a white shower from on high.

Jubilation

is the song

and the trees

are all bowing

to the rainbow

as sparkles

look on.

Carry us across

this wedding veil,

the other shore

can hold all our lives

in its embrace.

*

We may play now.

This is our golden Earth

that we rest upon this Day,

and henceforward.

Eternity is ours

forever.

and a new Day begins.

For Andy and Brett Wedding poem

I make this vow
to celebrate
the peace
of our
becoming.

I open my heart
to receive
in front of you
the love
and the gift
that inspires all
to come and
receive
all our
love.
I ask for care
and I ask for ease.

I will cherish this day
above all days
that we, and all may remember,
what was bourn here today,
our love
and our wedding.

Let us come forth
And let us call forth
the angels and their showers
to bless,
us and our House
that is our Sun and our Moon,
all the children and their Light
that streams
and shines
throughout Eternity
with roses
and bouquets
and wine.

(Let us drink)

Signature here

A purple spray
With a message of peace
A promise to bend
yet be firm
and wise
in our ways.

As our paths meet
so our hearts meld

As our sun rises
so our glories are seen

over sea
over land
over trees
over clouds
over peaks
over vales
over grass
over rivers

over days.

So we are one (say together)
so we are one (everybody)
so we are made one. (say together)

This poem was written as a request to go with the above picture to be available on the wall for the soon to be born child. So you will see the poem is in sections moving from marriage in general, the marriage angel (Brigid),... to the needs of the baby.

In the marriage of true possibilities

rests,

an angel,

in Waiting.

.

Her finger points,

and a shaft,

of light

shines,

across valleys,

across nations.

.

Her call,

is beckoning

‘follow me’;

an angel

has loosened

the veil,

between worlds/'happy marriage.'

She listens.

‘I am here’,

a touch,

on lace sleeve/formless wings.

.

Let us bow ourselves.

Let us bend.

A cradle is the arms

holding true/Peace calls.

.

A blossom wavers

and an owl hoots.

Night

holds the reins

of the starlight,

gently.