The Prayer’s Bouquet
Softness whispers lasting through all.
Steady hearts bear love’s sweetest call.
Reaching forward through all the night’s stretch,
This the bouquet that our sweet prayers fetch.
Peace the tone that colours dawn,
it brings all new to hope upon.
Rising sun joys warm, we gather to meet.
Prayers abound, Love bears, we greet.
© 2019 Linda Willows
Song of Solomon 1:3
The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.
and walk in love, just as Christ loved us and gave Himself up for us as a fragrant sacrificial offering to God.