Married by the Wind

And just like that
we were married

Married by the wind
and the red winged
blackbirds
Escorted down
the beach by
a sandpiper
Our vows witnessed
by a kite —
and Santa Claus
was there too —
on Honeymoon Island

We watched our
shadows grow taller
as we dreamt of
future dates in the
sun, interpreted
our prints in
the sand

Two together
as equals
The past supports us
the present
accepts us
The tides of life
await, gently