UnBound

My Beloved is lofty 

              and exalted

his throne sets in the crag

              on the mountain

I am the sea that laps at his feet

his voice is many thunders

               when he sings

               my turbulance is eased to peace

he has bountifully filled my depths

his winds draw my waters to himself

where my affections are             the downpour

that fills all his rivers and lakes

which are released again to my shores

          where we are joined in perpetuity

Sun and shadow are his resting places

           he haunts the trails of the ibex

                chases the mountain ewes to the valleys

                    he walks the untouched ranges

                        I contemplate his movements in time

my beloveds heart          is the vastness           of the wilderness

           and I rest at the edges      of his boundry           

                        I wait for him

                        to view me from the heights

                        answer my waves for his attentions

                        where I caress his foothills

                        and his embrace stirs up the sands

 

His movements are effortless

                        ceaseless and ever awake

                         to the needs of his domain

the bounties of his devotions are

                         the true provisions of life

                         his generosity is unmatched

                         his reason always true

I am distressed without him near

he is fully vibrantly alive

and desirable of heart

                         I have found abandon of affections

                         ours is a devotion possessed of truth

realized only in a single rejoin

of voices lifted in praise

for the gifts of life with love

                           His father has given him a kingdom

                          those betrothed shall serve by his side

                           his treasury is full

rejoicing and delight are his company

his fondness with the children of mankind

                             and favor has lifted our hearts

                             no longer anchored to the depths

                 but able to soar like the mists

                              that water the valley floors

                                       able to ride the gentle breezes

where sun , earth , wind , and water

                                       have created abundance

 

sources     Psalms Proverbs Song of Solomon Ecclesiastes

 

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