“Hydrangea”, Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove

Speak to me…love is a language not spoken with words.

“Awake, north wind, and come, south wind! Blow on my garden, that its fragrance may spread everywhere. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choice fruits.”  (Song of Solomon 4:16 NIV)

Speak to me…

Hush, come closer, press against me,

let me hear you.

No, not with words spoken from your lips,

let me know you.

Breath in deeply, exhale slowly,

your thoughts are there, I can feel them. Continue reading →