Wedding Poem of Carlie for child

In the marriage of true possibilities
rests,
an angel,
in Waiting.
.
Her finger points,
and a shaft,
of light
shines,
across valleys,
across nations.
.
Her call,
is beckoning
‘follow me’; an angel
has loosened
the veil,
between worlds/'happy marriage.' (purple line)
.
She listens.
‘I am here’,
a touch,
on lace sleeve/formless wings. (pale blue) .

.
Let us bow ourselves.
Let us bend.
A cradle is the arms (pink)
holding true/Peace calls. (violet)

.

A blossom wavers (orange)

and an owl hoots.

Night
holds the reins
of the star
light, (red)

gently.

(dk green ) background colour