The Wine of Love Is Music

Spiritual Sunday

I attended a joyous Des Moines wedding yesterday, one where the bride, an avid runner, wore running shoes. The groom is a runner as well. Things promise well.

Here’s a lovely wedding poem by the 18^th century poet James Thomson, author of The Seasons and “Rule, Britannia.” I send it out to all those getting married in the months ahead:

The wine of Love is music, 

   And the feast of Love is
song: 

And when Love sits down to the banquet, 

   Love sits long: 

Sits long and ariseth drunken, 

   But not with the feast and the wine; 

He reeleth with his own heart, 

   That great rich Vine.