Today, the rains will fall. They will wash away
the dust and pollen and dirt
of yesterday. Today, our love will be tested;
the universe wants to ensure we are readied,
for the storms that are our inevitability; our
love must be assured of standing the tests
of time.
 
Today, the skies will open; rain will drench
all the earth. And the love that is in the flowers,
and in the trees,
and in the ground,
and in the air. . .
the love that is indeed pervasive
will be watered.
Our love will grow, deeper and stronger. . .
in today’s heaven sent rains.
 
I love you, Joddy.
I do.
Marry me.
And let me. . .
Marry you.