Friday, June 05, 2009;
11:52 PM
For lo, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
In the secret places of the cliff,
Let me see your face,
Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is sweet,
And your face is lovely.
-
King Solomon (Song of Solomon 2:11-12, 2:14)
Behold, spring has come...
Labels: Song of Solomon
xoxo, k.
