In the marriage of a lifetime
there is really only now
oh....future visions and plans
are necessary fuel
to guide your craft
down this river
rather than another
but even delighted dream-spinning
sizzles
in this minute
this second
this heart-beat
now
when you spot a new brown fleck in his eye
or your fingers graze her skin
lush as melon

In this crazed charge to make a living
it's an earthy art to live
now
inhaling her laughter
green as spring mint
riding the pitch of his voice
through the story of his day
always
the twitchy demons
waltzing you out of these moist pastures
to the arid lists
of never-finished tasks
a promise of perfection
always just out of reach
it's now
while you mince this sharp, spouting onion
now
as you note the trembling corner of your client's mouth
when irritation prickles
when anger clogs your throat
in the whisper of truth telling
when your breast-bone pounds belief
perfection only happens
in this flawed specific moment
when the blimp on your nose
stands in stark relief

And now
we have gathered
with all the love we bear you
to witness once again
this ancient sacred rite
while we wait to hear you tell us
that you want to stay together
we dust off our own promises
review them in this light
in this moment
we hold this circle for you
we taste this gift you give us
now
there is really only now.