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The Lover Arrival

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The voice of her beloved,
Leaping over the mountains;
A love she is addicted,
Like the showering fountains.

Her dearest like a young stag,
As he stands behind the wall;
Standing and holding a flag,
He won’t be letting it fall.

Her darling tells her to rise,
Beautiful one come away;
In opening up her eyes,
And never to go astray.

Winter is past, rain has gone,
Flowers appear on the earth;
Time for us to sing at dawn,
As the planet gets new birth.

The voice of God can be heard,
As the trees ripen their fruit;
The vines blossom with His Word,
In her heart and mind take root.

They give forth holy perfume,
As His Spirit’s on the rock;
Chasing away all the gloom,
She listens as He did talk.

For she wants to see His face,
While hearing His sweet voice;
Comforting in His embrace,
That’s making her heart rejoice.

She asks Him to catch the fox,
That has been spoiling the vine;
For it is Satan that walks,
Smash the grapes that are divine.

Copyright © 2025 Richard Newton Sherrer

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