Written again for another of my friend’s wedding.. on 28-05-2002
Everybody has blemishes,
The temple made for God,
May also have faults.
Even the statue or a picture of Him,
May not be perfect.
It is only that formless God,
Represented by the statue,
Who is perfect.
And the only way for man to reach perfection,
Is through love.
Love allows one to see within the other,
The sacred divinity.
For love exists not between two persons,
But in the perfect being inside them.
So, I pray to the perfect God,
To shower on you both for eternity,
That perfect Love.