I experience the feelings of the rainbow;
though it’s colors are so inviting;
I feel them, always; wherever I go;
their energies are so exciting.
A promise of trust; always reviewing;
granting me hints of Love’s power;
a mutual promise, with God pursuing;
providing me strength for each hour.
Reality, itself, displays it’s contract;
a promise, never to be broken;
perfection’s precision; in word and fact;
its colors are his ring; His token.
Love, itself, from upon it’s throne;
proposed a marriage be done;
a personal relationship with Love, alone;
it’s been brewing since time had begun.
We will always honor and obey,
the One who sits on the throne;
and we’ll always be loyal and stay,
steadfast to that One alone?
Promises made; and vows accepted;
the battle is over; the victory won;
Man and Love, joined; all others, rejected;
and the two, in marriage, became One.
God presided over this intimate union;
a joining of mankind and bliss;
celebrated by an act of communion;
the rainbow is Love’s perfect kiss.