The Song of a Handmaiden Resting Places

 

The Song of a Handmaiden:
Resting Places of Bliss in the Garden of Renown

Your face shining in my heart is a
Shield of Righteous Habitation
Rays of Morning and Daybreak
shines as I walk
in the Light of the Son of Righteousness


My interior is being inlaid with Love
causing the shadows of other lovers
flee and become dim, behind our veil

Take me! oh Love of loves
Take me! oh Prince of Peace
in the quietness of raptures
of Love deep within; behind
my veil

In the valley of swords
You rose upon my mountains
and overtook their clashings
one by one;

I waited for You in the whispers
of desire and love;
Your announcement was made
in Awakening

You conquered them
in bliss and gasp in the rise
of Righteous Habitation;

The religious watchman
tried to pierce Your paths
with echos from their hiding
places; Yet, You came like
a Hunter of Love of loves
and overtook them all;
in the Light of Your Face
coming over their mountains;
the Thunder of Your Love
in the sound of Your Voice,
My Bride! My Bride!

foxes have no holes
they flee their habitation
at the Light of Your Face

You filled those places of Goliath
with Golden Honey coming over
my mountains; like honey;
from hiding places in the Rock.

It is there you arise
and impart to me Golden Waters of
Righteous Habitation

Peace, overtakes my sighs
of deep longing for You
to take me in the things
of the night.

Oh! If I had known such Love;
I would have never given over
to other lovers;

Oh! If I had experienced such
purity of Your Honey to wrap
me in swaddling clothes of Righteousness
I would have never taken
another image.

Daily, I thirst
Daily, I hunger that my couch
in my heart are the places
You have risen in me. These
are the hills of Love, that
roll over my heart like Justice
to feast in Joy that Your Love
has overcome

You line my interior with Rivers
of Righteousness of Light
I ascend inwardly at the smell
and fragrance of Your impartation
in my heart

What You touch, I drink
and consume, as a suckling
as Your Fruit becomes raisins

Where You Rise,
You cover me, in Robes of Purity
of Love, oh Loves of love.
Galleries of Rainbows; Covenant
Divine

I am awake in Righteousness;
Locked in the Reigns of Your Love
Behind Your Veil

Steal Away in the Secret Place,
Sister Lara

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Sister Lara