When virgins wake from their beds of floral and myrrh; to begin their love songs humming of hymns... Nearby windows open as the bird songs play with sounds of tweets like a sweet bouquet. A beautifying view is displayed by them, As the chorus builds and their voices stir...
To the gardens Virgins do go with rapture feet floating. Springing plants greet their day's watering. Their Master's gate has waterfalls above Making fountains with raindrops of love.
With buckets to tarry and tending love's care Virgins admire many beauties there. If in hammocks they lie, or with center peaces on tables they set.. Virgins do... have God as their safety net.
O' His gardens have the humming birds make home to stay, and butterflies' wings that flutter fine to hum.. of hymns of divinely done in love notes from Virgins love songs... AND THEY PRAY. --MIISRAEL WINNIESPOETRY Paradise What Virgins Do?13June2016Copyrighted.
"My beloved has gone to his garden, To the beds of spices. To feed his flock in the gardens And to gather lilies. --Song of Solomon : 6 : 2 NKJV
