She was there alone by the counter
watching the herbs and fruits
like a perfect still life with wonder.
And it was here in our kitchen,
Rosemary fresh, crisp scent of coriander,
The feelings of being so very alive
In this neighborhood of open fires,
It was here that I saw her
So beautiful and new,
And I saw my reflection,
So I rose and stood beside her
And together we began,
With the ginger and the lily,
We began our lives together.
We began again in this season
Of celebrations, of family,
And best of all,
this blessed thing that we call 'us'.
