Garden

 

"A garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse,

a spring shut up, a fountain sealed."

-Song 4:12

 

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To everything there is a season,

Seasons of confinement are followed by Seasons of release

this cycle evidenced in the smallest of seeds...

The life within, locked away,

but potent with potential when planted...

 

There are seasons when we are, indeed, sealed and shut up,

but these seasons are meant to precipitate a powerful emergence...

Even the bible is silent for four hundred years,

between the old and the new testament,

as the bow was being drawn and directed

tensed to release the embodiment of Torah into Terra,

Word become Flesh

Seed become Sight

The Messiah

 

So also our lives are meant to emerge

from seed sown

to Heaven's harvest...

We are, for awhile, sealed and shut up,

but as a means to an end,

to bloom, to blossom,

to bear fruit with which He can feed His sheep

beauty for ashes

rest for the weary
succor for every sojourning soul

Word, once again, become flesh

The very garden of God

 

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"Awake, O north wind, and come, O south!

Blow upon my garden once again,

That its spices may flow out"

-Song 4:16