Spring Has Come
My
lover spoke and said to me, “Arise
and
leave with me, my darling one! Make haste!
The
autumn rains are gone, the winter dies,
and
spring has come—there is no time to waste!
The
flow’rs show bold upon the sun-soaked earth.
The
time of song has come to spread its joy.
All
vines and trees rejoice at life’s rebirth
and
every fragrant smell and scent deploy.
Arise
and come with me, my heart’s desire.
Don’t
hide from me, my shy and modest dove.
Show
me your face whose beauty so inspires.
And
let me hear your voice, so full of love.
O
come, my dear, let us not hesitate
to
go together to my own estate.”
(Ch. 2:10-14)
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| Wildflowers, John William Waterhouse, c. 1900 |
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