Divine purpose had drawn their paths to meet, Two souls converging, destiny complete. A spark, a pull, divinely designed, Sealed in the moment their hands intertwined. As she entered the room, he froze, mesmerized, Her beauty radiant, quiet and kind, A Godly glow surrounding her light, He felt the spark of something divine. She reached for him, her hand a spark, A gentle touch that lit a holy mark. His heart stood still, his breath grew thin— God’s quiet voice now spoke within. Their hands entwined, a sacred sign, She felt and saw the God in him shine. In that instant, hearts were revealed, The breath of Heaven, tender and real. No earthly matchmaker could foresee The sacred plan that came to be. They met in January, engaged by June, Married in July, forever in tune. Two hearts, one path, divinely fused, A love ordained, eternally infused. For when their hands in grace entwined, Heaven smiled, and their souls aligned.