Wild Date

They married in their own garden under the canopy of a Wild Date Tree An indigenous plant standing tall for sweetness and benevolent spirits This one untamed and miraculously withstanding droughts in the City of Gold It gave meaning to their union which had begun with similar unbroken desire A small bonfire at midday crackled with pure passion and unified souls It was warm in their hearts and droplets of faith embraced the heat Shadows of yesteryear’s clouds had retreated from sorrow and sadness Not long ago the two lovers had eloped into sunshine and started again A small party of family and friends sat on the grass casually dressed The bride in an attire from Camden market wore a rose petal crown That matched the floral display on his colourful shirt which was in date With Hippie dreams and nostalgic reverberation of rebellion and Peace Her Anglican priest had refused to wed them ‘I need to ask my bishop Who would have to absolve you from the sin of divorce and new love’ They found a Lutheran pastor who arrived dressed in African garb Aptly with crash helmet and Harley Davidson with a roar to his engine The lovers had decided against fireworks because they would resemble Gunshots rather endemic in Johannesburg for all the wrong reasons Sparklers would do nicely and sky lanterns floated into heaven above Reached high rising feelings released bright unequivocal compassion ‘We honour our ancestors with all their beauty and divine guidance’ They proposed followed by clapping of hands and a rain dance’s vows The sun sent its rays to bless everyone in the congregation of well-wishers When it started to rain at the same time they danced naked in the spray When such water and solar power combines at such a meaningful time and Forms a rainbow presiding over the ceremony it’s called monkey’s wedding And its display brings grace and good luck to withstand vagaries and misfortune With a ring he gave her a wild date as the fruit never failed to deliver its promise 01st July 2019