On A Glorious Day (Sonnet #131) Poem by Tina Baaklini

The wind whispers to me: God said, let it be.
The wind I believe, as in God I do.
My friend the wind lies not, truth she speaks to me.
My friend the wind said: I will marry you.

Our paths converged not, but love was honest,
When hearts are honest, water turns to wine,
For the power of love is fair and just,
Love never fails, blessed it is by the Divine.

So blessed am I to have you in my life,
A bright life within life with you I breathe,
You devotedly make my soul smile and thrive,
Can't wait to feel in your arms new morn's breeze.

On a glorious day, we'll walk down the aisle,
Toasts of endless love we'll sip full of smiles.

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk