Marriage Mountains We Climb Poem by John Sensele

Limpid love to me you bring
In full flight our wedding wings spread
As on your middle finger I squeeze my ring

Meaning to dribble doubts dead
With no further ado to hold
When prayers said make the grade

Affording you and I a chance to grow bold
To mature, to culture our prayerful privilege
As triumphs of truth and faith unfold

In all facets and assets of the marriage
Designed in Heaven long before we met
In flesh, in spirit and in courage

Where riding and gliding in style we create
A holy union in the dominion God blesses
Enabling our earnest efforts to penetrate

Holes, pores and scores with faith faces
We uphold with purity and passion
Despite sentimental sins, stumbles and stresses

We brave and crave to maneuver in a mission
That defies the onslaught of hazy hazards
Longing to sink and sneak a dose of friction

If a chance we should grant to blizzards
Once in a mumbling moon to festoon
When contrary to culture we belittle gizzards

Fantasizing and magnifying a caricature cartoon
Elevated to the status of a modern mannequin
When our commitment ought to focus on the blessing boon

Coming our way if we don't grow sanguine
Bloating our ego and clotting our way
Worshipping materialism and the status of sapphire and sequin

Unless for more blessings we pray
To strengthen and lengthen our union
Lest we should end up going astray
If we abandon advice, agility, affability and conjugal communion.