The Wedding Poem

I believe it was likely written for the film, I could find nothing in a search for the lines themselves. Here is the full poem as I transcribed it.

For her-
For whom I would walk through fire.
The great cathedrals and heavenly choir,
sings God's angelic music.
Be still, my racing heart.
She is floating toward me as a winged melody.
I burst with Spanish pride, a thousand eyes
all moist and dewy, share the lovely vision.
Behold, my bride.
The Wedding Poem, from A Pocketful of Miracles (1961)

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