This song reminds me to love, and to remember the little things that make love worth just everything. Bearded barley in a summer breeze. Secret tree houses. Open hands bathed in moonlight. The imagery just makes it. Love like youth. Love grows as we do but its richness and excitement in the beginning, it spawns these moments that we hold on to, these moments that then transcend time and become a part of us always. They become our metaphors for love itself. We hold on to that, and we never lose love. We become love.
My cousin Matthew married his beautiful wife Katreena two years ago tomorrow. They now have a beautiful son named Ace, and it seems that that's just what life is all about. Thank you, you two, for teaching me that very valuable lesson. I learned it the day you were married; on a small hill, in a small town, surrounded by loved ones. You are beautiful.
This song played at their wedding. Happy anniversary, to you and to everyone.
No comments:
Post a Comment