The Friendly Atheist blog recently showcased the secular wedding of a couple of science geeks.
The script for the ceremony began with a poem which would also be perfect as a sweetly gothic touch on a wedding invitation or save-the-date card:
The Spider’s Web (A Natural History)
The spider, dropping down from twig,
Unfolds a plan of her devising,
A thin premeditated rig
To use in rising.
And all that journey down through space,
In cool descent and loyal hearted,
She spins a ladder to the place
From where she started.
Thus I, gone forth as spiders do
In spider’s web a truth discerning,
Attach one silken thread to you
For my returning.
— E.B. White
You’ve got to love poetry that manages to combine romance and spiders. I may wind up writing this in my anniversary card to Shadow Jack this year.