Song of Solomon Chapter 6
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"Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee. "
"Where has your beloved gone, most beautiful of women? Which way did he turn? Let us help you look for him."
When you speak honestly about who and what you love, don't be surprised when others want to help you find it or protect it. Community is built through this kind of honest sharing, not through keeping your heart to yourself.
"My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. "
"My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to walk among the gardens and gather lilies."
Anxious seasons in love don't have to be permanent - security and closeness can return even after a period of doubt or distance. Trust that the connection you've built is more solid than a moment of fear makes it feel.
"I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies. "
"I belong to my beloved, and my beloved belongs to me; he grazes among the lilies."
The best kind of love is mutual, not one-sided ownership - both people choosing each other, both people secure in being chosen. That mutual belonging is worth building your life around.
"Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners. "
"You are beautiful, my love, like the city of Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as an army marching with its banners raised."
Some people you love aren't just pleasant to be near - they're genuinely striking, even a little overwhelming in the best way. Let yourself be honestly awed by someone rather than only comfortable around them.
"Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead. "
"Turn your eyes away from me - they overwhelm me. Your hair flows like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead."
It's alright to admit when someone you love has power over your heart - that vulnerability isn't weakness, it's honesty. I don't want you pretending to be unaffected by the people you truly love.
"Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them. "
"Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from being washed, each one with a matching twin, not one of them missing."
You don't need a new compliment every day - sometimes the most loving thing is simply to say again what's still true. Repetition, from the heart, isn't boring; it's reassuring.
"As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks. "
"Beneath your hair, your cheeks glow like the inside of a pomegranate."
Consistency is one of the deepest expressions of love - loving someone the same way today as you did before doubt or distance crept in is a powerful reassurance. I want my love for you to feel like solid ground, not a shifting one.
"There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number. "
"There may be sixty queens, eighty royal companions, and countless young women without number."
However many other options or comparisons the world puts in front of you, real love isn't about counting alternatives - it's about the ache and the choosing of one particular person as irreplaceable.
"My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her. "
"But my dove, my perfect one, is one of a kind - the only daughter her mother has, her mother's favourite. Other women see her and call her blessed; even queens and royal companions praise her."
When you truly love someone, they become irreplaceable to you - not the best of many options, but singular, one of a kind. That's the kind of love worth building a life on, and it's the kind of love I have for each of you.
"Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners? "
"Who is this, appearing like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, radiant as the sun, as awe-inspiring as an army with banners?"
Let yourself feel real wonder at someone you love, the way you'd feel looking at a sunrise - don't let familiarity dull your appreciation for the people closest to you.
"I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded. "
"I went down to the orchard of nut trees, to see the new growth in the valley, to check whether the vines were budding and the pomegranates were in bloom."
Pay attention to the small, ordinary signs of growth in your relationships and your life - checking on the little things, noticing what's budding, is part of tending anything worth having.
"Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib. "
"Before I even realised it, my heart had swept me away, like being carried off in a noble's chariot."
Don't be embarrassed when love catches you by surprise and sweeps you along faster than you expected. Some of the truest feelings arrive before you've had time to plan or guard yourself, and that's alright.
"Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies. "
"Come back, come back, young woman of Shulem, come back, come back, so we can look at you! Why do you want to look at the Shulamite - as if watching a dance between two lines of dancers?"
Let the people around you celebrate someone you love too - joy in a person shared with others multiplies rather than diminishes it. Don't hoard admiration; let a wider circle share in delighting over the good things in your life.