In vows of marriage,
you let go what's yours,
to embrace what was not,
Hand in hand you release
the the freedom from your youth,
to bond like kite to string,
One towards earth,
one towards sky,
catching the rhythm of the wind
in your strings,
the rush in your wings,
In the lure of a boundless sky,
together you fly,
The thrust of rising gush
may rip the kite,
or stretch the string
and run down its lines,
There is beauty in the skies,
charm in the winds,
But the wisdom of nuptial ties,
is the subtle judgment
When to be a kite and surge high,
When to be the string and hold tight.
you let go what's yours,
to embrace what was not,
Hand in hand you release
the the freedom from your youth,
to bond like kite to string,
One towards earth,
one towards sky,
catching the rhythm of the wind
in your strings,
the rush in your wings,
In the lure of a boundless sky,
together you fly,
The thrust of rising gush
may rip the kite,
or stretch the string
and run down its lines,
There is beauty in the skies,
charm in the winds,
But the wisdom of nuptial ties,
is the subtle judgment
When to be a kite and surge high,
When to be the string and hold tight.
