this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

Have you seen a more interesting bride? Her necklace is perfection. I didn't photograph the whole, a regret. The ceremony was composed of readings, vows, and a union symbol (purified water from the Ganges from the groom and Santaquin well water from the bride, mixed and poured for both to drink). Readings of scope and virtue: John Muir, Thoreau, Abbey, Wendell Barry, Mary Oliver, Rumi, Stegner, the Book of Mormon, and Sherman Alexie. I was asked to recite E. E. Cummings. It was a pleasure to try to learn it by heart. The location was remote, the road wild, and the company natural. My niece and I delighted in hula hoops, corn on the cob, and the satisfying accomplishment of using primitive facilities in the outdoors. I reunioned with Ned from college (he recited Wendell Barry). A wedding for the ages.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                                      i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)