It was a beautiful Fall day and the bride wore white, the groom was in Indian garb and the restaurant was a glow. The mother’s lit candles, the father’s gave their blessings and the groom and bride circled around each other seven times. Prayers of joy, and love and hope were recited by the siblings of both families. The groom wore a garland and the bride carried roses. We read poems from the psalms and we read a Hindu poem of love:
You have become mine forever
Yes we have become partners.
I have become yours.
Hereafter, I cannot live without you.
Do not live without me.
Let us share the joys.
We are word and meaning, unite.
You are thought and I am sound.
In the Jewish Tradition From the Song of Songs, Shir Hashirim
I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine.
The flowers appear on the earth, the time for singing has come..
Set me as a seal upon your heart and seal upon your arm…
My love, come away, I am my beloved and my beloved is mine.