You hold me close under the sky

where torrents sweep and hurricanes

wave

goodbye

to plagues

you meant to break

in two

extracting dark from light

it’s quiet

in the eye of the One

who rules the storm

and buries the

night

the King has come

enthroned in white

as towers fall and stars collide

it’s time

whisk us away in wonder

mesmerized

by the thunder

of Your

voice

tantalized

by the whispers

in the noise

love

amplifies

Your every word

precious one

My heart is

yours

and you are Mine

“His left hand is under my head,
    and his right hand embraces me…

My beloved speaks and says to me:
“Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
    and come away...“

Song of Solomon 2:6, 10