My Santiago

What binds us? (Love in Cuba)

37 Years to the date, In blinding Adelaide summer’s heat, We tied the knot; Although the phrase itself is archaic; A metaphor for everything that our union is not!

We certainly are not bound by a knot! I certainly don’t feel compelled to stay;

We don’t need knots to bind us, Instead we stay because we simply can and may!

And as we stay together, As we traverse life’s pitfalls, we gather compelling reasons;

That - intuitively - build momentum.

Knots don’t bind us, But love (and momentum) do!