by John Linton
Our beloved. ...he comes leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hill.
He feeds among the lilies. ..his people who have pure hearts that love him. He feeds on our praise. He feeds on our love. He feeds on our desire for him. He feeds on those that are bearing fruit.
Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness leaning upon her beloved? She is the one that has surrendered. She is the one that the Lord calls beautiful. She is as a lily among thorns... beautiful in his sight by yielding to him so much so that she is becoming his reflection. . And she has learned to follow and respond so that she becomes as the hind of the morning and her soul makes her as a chariot ascending up with hinds feet up Mt. Zion.