And the poem on her ribs read:
El secreto de todo no existe. Las estrellas son almas que al misterio quisieron escalar.
La esencia del misterio las hizo luz de piedra pero no consiguieron internarse en su paz.
-Federico Garcia Lorca
And the poem on her ribs read:
El secreto de todo no existe. Las estrellas son almas que al misterio quisieron escalar.
La esencia del misterio las hizo luz de piedra pero no consiguieron internarse en su paz.
-Federico Garcia Lorca
A handful of weeks ago we searched a riverbed for her best friend who was missing.
Tonight we returned to different waters together and shared laughter, tears, and a whole lot of beautiful magic.
Words don't even come close...
(any images with me in them were taken by the incredible Thomas Gardella)
While I edit this wedding tonight, I thought I'd share these 3.
Just for fun.
And then, with tears in his eyes, he kissed her shoulder, and right there in the middle of the tangled vines of grapes, I remembered why these stories are so important to tell.
No matter what is happening in the world, Love wins.