God Writes Spiritual Mysteries On Our Heart,

I Long To Escape The Prison Of My Ego And Lose Myself In You.

The Result Of My Life Is No More Than Three Words: I Was Raw, I Became Cooked, I Was Burnt.

The Sky Will Bow Down To Your Beauty, If You Do.

Body Of Earth, Don't Talk Of Earth Tell The Story Of Pure Mirrors The Creator Has Given You This Splendor-- Why Talk Of Anything Else?

May These Vows And This Marriage Be Blessed.