At Vedauwoo I watched, before the storm,
Beneath the shadow of enormous rocks,
Amidst the scent of pines and in the warm
Light of the sun sound of calling flocks
Of birds and of rock climbers, as my friends
Sipped water, layered sand and shared a gaze
Presaging a long trip that never ends.
It's evening now; they're drenched and in a daze:
The thunder pealed, the clouds cut loose with rain
And hail as they wrapped up their promises.
Two families rejoiced well in their gain.
Now he is hers as well as she is his.
True to each other, true too to themselves,
And ever merry as befits two elves.