interconnected (vii)

it was a country wedding, 
and she another watcher, with 
a flower in her hand, and many 
secrets in her heart 

a woman, once her teacher, 
she sees walking down the aisle 
in white and all resplendent, 
and radiant with smile 

what is this love she's feeling? 
she isn't certain, really: 
for hearts are full of many floors 
you can't find on a map 

but there's an organ playing, 
and all the eyes are watching, 
but only she sees what she sees, 
and that is all 

she has

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