Oh the Bride is coming!
She steps lightly,
But each step is a thunder,
And a rumble,
Shaking the earth.

Her power is set forth
To rule over nations.
How has the bride come to 
Authority?
With humility.

She commands
And it is done.
She rips darkness in two.
Light spings forth.
Who is holy?

My bride!
She is lifted up
But no broken.