The Time of the Singing of Birds

“Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest THY FLOCK to rest at noon?” “Behold, thou ART fair, my love; behold, thou ART fair; thou HAST doves’ eyes.” “He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me WAS love.” “His left hand IS under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.” “My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. “For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over AND gone; “The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of BIRDS is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; “Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. “My beloved IS mine, and I AM his: he feedeth among the lilies. “Until the day break, and the shadows flee away.” – The Song of Solomon

By far the most ecstatic and thrilling read of the most known book of all times. Let’s begin to fall in love with our ideals, shall we? Tell your desire how wonderful it is, how it is the fairest…for if you are moved by love, a triumphant life it will lead. Praise it, exalt it…arise my love.

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