My sister, My bride...

My Lover spoke and said to me...

"Arise, My darling, My beautiful one, and come with Me...

 See! the winter is past, the rains are over and gone.

 Flowers appear on the earth, the season of singing has come,

 the cooing of doves is heard in our land.

 The fig tree forms its early fruit, the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.

 Arise, come, My darling, My beautiful one, come with Me." 

And I reply...
"My Lover, how precious is Your love, sweeter than honey,
 more precious than any love that anyone could give.
 My soul longs for more of You, and my heart waits for You...
 To taste, feel and see the beauty of Your love and grace.
 Take me deeper into Your heart, lost in Your Glory
 Fill me through and through, till we we are one..
 I am in You, and You are in me..
 For eternity..