I’ve watched them come,
I’ve watched them go.

I’ve seen your pain,
I’ve seen you grow.

Does he have what it takes
To make you his wife?

Your love is not for sale,
But it will cost him his life.

He will need my blessing,
For I am the way through.

The only man who is worthy
Is the one who is true.

Walking you down the aisle,
Holding your hand by my side.

Unveiling your divinity,
Like the father of the bride.

You are his world,
He sees your true face.

The sacred union,
I offer you in grace.

Reflection:
This is not a poem about marriage in the societal sense, it is about spiritual union—where the masculine embodies truth and structure, creating the safety and blessing for the feminine to fully reveal her radiance, it’s about letting go with love. Protection without possession. Leading through presence. And offering Divine Union as the sacred gift of grace.

It is the voice of the Divine Masculine—initiating, blessing, and surrendering—all at once.