The Wedding Gift


Of all the gifts you might desire,

I offer one—a wish that speaks of wonder,

bids you rest by the side of the wandering river,

watch it idle through meadows and fields, be soothed

by the opus of crickets and frogs, caressed with the velvet

dust of flight song, and feel earth’s soul.

Together, may you suckle the honey of pure wild fragrance,

lay your head on a pillow of russet leaves. Drawn by the truth

of the sun and dreams of the moon, the peace and beauty

of nature will be yours and you will reap a life simple

and magnificent forever, imprinted with love.

This is all I choose for you.

Dreams of a Wingless Child, Mary O’Connor © 2007; photo © 2013 Mary O’Connor

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