Quietly I sat in a row of chairs to watch more than I could see with my eyes. The bridegroom was calling forth his bride to openly confess her love. With dove’s eyes she focused upon her faithful and true one. Fresh flames rekindled the covenant of long ago. A promise remained; the kiss of intimacy upon lips softened by love.
Generations past and present were redeemed. The banquet table was set and now the guests were welcomed to partake of the feast offered under the banner of love.