THE WEDDING GARDEN

Barefoot she comes and all in white
Her skirts bejewelled with dew
Her train a stolen moonbeam, bright
In this wild garden, on this wedding night

Beyond the pergola, he said
His words like perfume in her hair
The revel now behind, each step's
A breath of honeysuckl'd air

A shadow moves, she glances round
Her heart unfurling like a rose
She reaches up to loose her gown
And as it whispers to the ground
It seems to say in this wild garden
On this wedding night
Come fruitfulness, my darling
Oh, come love

Jamie Jauncey