If you leave the light on in the bedroom,

you’ll diminish the dazzle of the super moon

out your window.

See the fidgety bridegroom

unravel his bow tie in the bathroom mirror

and bring both limp ends near with weary diffidence.

If you insist the porch light must stay on

you will miss the nascent rays of dawn.

When your eyes adjust they will be gone.

See the bride shift right in the hallway mirror

trying to zip up tight her clear ambivalence.

Not until we embrace our darkness can we see the light ahead. Not until we truly believe that dying to our selfish selves and giving ourselves away is the key to being fully human can we experience the depth of joy in the thrill and risk of love.

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