Oh, give me the kisses of your mouth for your love is more delightful than wine. *
You have been to Chochmat HaLev for a teaching, a simcha, a service. You felt something stir in your heart, whisper in your mind. Something opened within you. An old wound begins to heal. A new purpose is taking shape.
Let us go early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, if its blossoms have opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom.*
Something opened within you. An old wound begins to heal. A new purpose is taking shape.
O you who are in the garden, a lover is listening; let me hear your voice.*