It is my delight to sit in
the shade of the garden.
Your fruit is sweet to my
taste.
Listen... to the sweet
melodies of the Creator...
Leading us to the Dance.
Let your heart soar high
above,
To the music of the cool
night air, while
The Grand Fountain
whispers softly,
"Come the winter is
past,
The rain is gone, the
flowers appear
Their Fragrance fills the
Garden.
The time for singing has
come!"
Song of Solomon 2:12
Have a great week and let your heart Listen
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