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Unbound

My Beloved is lofty and exalted his throne sets in the crag on the mountain I am the sea that laps at his feet his voice is many thunders when he sings my turbulance is eased to peace he has bountifully filled my depths his winds draw my waters to himself where my affections are the downpour that fills all his rivers and lakes which are released again to my shores where we are joined in perpetuity Sun and shadow are his resting places he haunts the trails of the ibex chases the mountain ewes to the valleys he walks the untouched ranges I contemplate his movements in time my beloveds heart is the vastness of the wilderness and I rest at the edges of his boundry I wait for him to view me from the heights answer my waves for his attentions where I caress his foothills and his embrace stirs up the sands His movements are effortless ceaseless and ever awake to the needs of his domain the bounties of his devotions are the true provisions of life his generosity is unmatched his reason always true I am distressed without him near he is fully vibrantly alive and desirable of heart I have found abandon of affections ours is a devotion possessed of truth realized only in a single rejoin of voices lifted in praise for the gifts of life with love His father has given him a kingdom those betrothed shall serve by his side his treasury is full rejoicing and delight are his company his fondness with the children of mankind and favor has lifted our hearts no longer anchored to the depths but able to soar like the mists that water the valley floors able to ride the gentle breezes where sun , earth , wind , and water have created abundance sources Psalms Proverbs Song of Solomon Ecclesiastes Exodus 19 -20 COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller

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