Two birds begin a journey long,

From different points in a far off land;

With a luring urge - in heart a song,

Two novices heed life's command.

As they make their great migration,

Their feeble feet turn to taloned hands;

And the two reach their destination

As seasoned travelers in the southern lands.

Still unaware that the other lives,

Each alights upon the very same tree;

And there the two, as if guided by God,

Fall madly in love and marry.

Thus so it is with you and me;

Two birds which Heaven's winds did blow

To this blessed rendezvous of life,

Like the two Swallows at Capistrano.