Fingers wrapped in thread <br />And water dripping down the underside of palms <br />Two fibrous sculptures of bronze <br />In a promise to commemorate every second of pledged time <br />Like the tide that knows every ripple in every direction <br /> <br />Confluence of destinies <br />In the absence of the convergence of lips <br />Where sacred rights are entombed <br />In the security of trust and ownership <br />In the dearth of unholy ties <br /> <br />Man and woman, standing before one crossroad <br />To a destiny that matters only to two curious souls <br />Marooned by choice to each other's hearts <br />And before long clasped in lip and in bliss <br />As the music of the bodies rapture and enrapture <br />The primal grail of the human experience <br /> <br />Oh how potent is a paper advertisement <br />Fate's intervention to the fusion of two <br />As two souls stealthily surrender to each other's eyes <br />The first gaze as man and woman <br />With a pledge to endure beyond the palisades of time <br /> <br />An arranged marriage is not a makeshift destiny <br />but a leap of faith with an open heart <br />A narration of fate that supplants the mechanics of love <br />Where beyond the horizon is the cradle <br />Of finding each other, first in the merits of body <br />And then in the virtues of love <br /> <br />Love is a journey so is an arranged marriage <br />When clarity is a casualty, but faith lies on a podium <br />Where the heart gropes imprinted by first impressions <br />And lunges forward like a fencer battling fate <br /> <br />An arranged marriage, is but a sacrament of mystery <br />A journey with a lantern that will culminate in the brilliance of love<br /><br />Dilantha Gunawardana<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/undressing-an-arranged-marriage/
