Marriage isn’t a ring worn or a paper signed. It is not something endured but savored. It is the union of two hearts beating as one, each that would sacrifice for the other’s happiness and well-being. Marriage is something so beautiful that in that natural world it would be an opening rose, always with radiant petals left to unfurl to a warm sun. Perhaps that is why we give roses to those we love and often have them at our sacred unions. Marriage is the blessing we give to one another, an eternal bond of soul-mates.
Marriage is a place where the savage winds cease, where no clouds can block the warmth of the evening rays. It is a place where the sun may set with not fear of the darkness to come. Where one soul can whisper to another in a language only it’s mate can truly hear. A place where togetherness means peace.
I don’t want to say ‘until death do us part,’ if I had a thousand lifetimes I’d want them all to be with you. Isn’t that what a soul-mates should share? Love that lives on past these mortal bones?”