PADM #3: This is a Wedding

First, there's this wonderful music that you only hear...at weddings.
Second, there's all this clothing, mostly worn once, then everyone is, well shedding.
Thirdly, some songs, a hymn or two, then a solo, a few readings almost always
the same.
This is the mishmash of western traditions we all do- but don't understand, a lot of
trouble so that we can share a name.
The couple say their vows, the priest calls, they respond, the words predetermined-
not much choice.
Then the blessings, the exchanging of rings, symbolic things, the nervous scared 
emotional voice.
A few prayers, one to thank, the other to bless, a moment in time, one more question 
to ask.
Will they make it, are they ready, can two people be able to undertake this formidable 
task?
Let them eat the holy food, let them drink from the sacred cup, seal the whole shebang
with one memorable kiss.
Let them remind the rest of us, that this, this is something none of us should want to miss.
Lastly a triumphant exit march, strolling hand in hand back down the aisle.
Wait, at least a dozen more pictures, everyone together, yes you too Granma, now stand still
and smile.
Then the dance is finished, the ritual performed, time to leave live in style or heart felt denial.