Saturday, May 05, 2007
from Odes of Solomon
You have granted me perfect ease;
I have become like Paradise, a garden whose fruit is joy;
and you are sun upon me.
My eyes are radiant with your spirit;
my nostrils fill with your fragrance.
My ears delight in your music, and my face is covered with your dew.
Blessed are the men and women who are planted on your earth in your garden,
who grow as your trees and flowers grow,
who transform darkness to light.
Their roots plunge into darkness;
their faces turn toward the light.
All those who love you are beautiful;
they overflow with your presence so that they can do nothing but good.
There is infinite space in your garden;
all men, all women are welcome here;
all they need do is enter.
-- written in the 1st or 2nd Century A.D.
I have become like Paradise, a garden whose fruit is joy;
and you are sun upon me.
My eyes are radiant with your spirit;
my nostrils fill with your fragrance.
My ears delight in your music, and my face is covered with your dew.
Blessed are the men and women who are planted on your earth in your garden,
who grow as your trees and flowers grow,
who transform darkness to light.
Their roots plunge into darkness;
their faces turn toward the light.
All those who love you are beautiful;
they overflow with your presence so that they can do nothing but good.
There is infinite space in your garden;
all men, all women are welcome here;
all they need do is enter.
-- written in the 1st or 2nd Century A.D.
