The gods got together to make this day happen–
This is the day the good gods gave.
They painted white cloud puffs across the blue autumn sky
and sent a breeze;
They dropped sweet-scented promises in late-blooming roses;
They mixed memories in an ocean of dreams
and scattered renewed hope across the sky;
They turned loneliness inside out, stuffed it into an old black hat, and love leaped out laughing,
singing away the pain as dreams danced on top of the day.
This is the gift the good gods gave.
Set sail. Set sail and sing!
A Wedding Poem by Rev. Frank Hall
