Curdling me on walking
the aisle, she was beaming
with sunshine smile.

I look at the altar of love
I weep gently but profusely.

Can't you  see the
rainbows in the sky of the
festive moon? She queried.

I smile and cry for the the
uncertainties on the mountain
we are about climbing.

Faith navigates all seas
and conquers all   oceans,
no matter how cloudy,
no matter how stormy.
She muttered!