As I came down the aisle and you told me
I looked beautiful – three times in all -
I thought it was some sort of protocol
Later at work I asked my colleagues about
it – There is no such thing – they sourly
replied; only then did I realize
You really meant what you said; only afterwards
did the glow of joy shine in my eyes – I missed
out by not realizing how special the gesture
You were making at the time – it seems that
all of life’s important events derive their true
meaning only in retrospect
When I’ve been angry with you about some slight
or show of insolence, I remember your compliments
realizing that problems are not that important
Within the broader context of life; the love we share
weighs more than all our differences – the universe
is powerful enough to meet the needs
Of each, without short-changing another; though I
grumble and explode from time to time – while you
explode more frequently – those special words
Built an invisible bridge that spans the human
divide and always enable us to cross back and
forth between anger and love, without
Falling into an abyss of lies and deception, hate
and rejection – with you as companion, I’m
willing to take on the devil himself!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And a finely derived protocol it is indeed Margaret. This is a masterly piece of writing showing craftsmanship of the finest order. Congratulations. Ivan