Down the isle in white

was not one but two in one

in white, but not white

at the moment of “I do”

the white tail turned red,

and unto all was shared

the miracle of bringing a life on earth

hence forth arose

one who like the time

was white but not white

Born in a church

he became of the church.(A priest)

white until he had all the sorrow,

the sorrow of parting,

of his mother,

of his father,

of his wife,

Hence with it white turned black.

With his arm

he slayed all

all more blessed than he

until his destiny of death

came to pass.