Dedication To Deceased In Wedding Program

Bridge

See, the sister bridge,
gray, concrete,
it blocks the view
each other.

Let them call us
in our languages, so we understand each other
:
bridge
Bridge,
Köprü
Ponte
Pont,
Puerte,
Most

Let it be easy
wearing our colors: ocher
Your
Savannah in the evening,
Your Yellow
the southern sun, white

your endless winter of the north, we join

under heaven
which is often pale
between the bridge piers.

So the bridge to the rainbow, full of dreams is

and is full of happiness.

Let us enter the bridge,
from the beginning since the end of
leads
from the end, the
leads to the beginning,
that we treat each other with trust
:
with all of our lives, our joy with all
,
with all our love, the need
no words
to recognize that we are looking into the eyes

and smile.

© Annette Gonserowski, Kierspe
see the theater project of our member Ali Arslan