Ambrosial Sounds.

Of Ephraim and Oye.

OYE:
The sound of heaven.

Let us dance like David.
Only by Him will my foot
gallop.
A stream of sounds flowing
down the trail of harmonies
lurking all around the garden.

All the strings will ripple
at the touch of Your hand.

EPHRAIM:
The sound of Heaven.
The sounds of the garden.
The ripples of the current of His will,
O the warmth of the
streak of silver in the
rainbow.
The whistles of the leaves waving ‘Hosanna!’
The songs of the
dove and the cries
of the lamb proclaiming the entry of the
Bridegroom.
He has arrived.

ANON:
The voice of the LORD
Calls for His bride
Soars for His bride
Draws for His bride.
Though she wanders with purpose
sometimes astray,
He never gives up –
Continues to pray.
His encouragements direct her –
All along the way,
Through the door,
Through her weakness He perseveres.

That is what lovers are for.


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