Hmm...

We cannot conceive of something

we have never experienced
however much we draw the lines
on the canvasses
or fill those leaves
with letters willing
to reunite as words,
marry tunes with them
until a holy hymn is born;
we may hum a thousand times
walking up and down the aisle
waiting as grooms
for the unseen brides
a myriad times we may sing.

Still
we’d wed for good with war
forever rest in peace.