1 You are beautiful, my love,
2 Your teeth are like sheep newly shorn,
3 Your lips are like a thread scarlet;
4 Your neck is the tower of David,
5 Your breasts are like twin fawns
6 Before the dawn breaks and shadows flee,
7 You are wholly beautiful, my love,
8 Come from Lebanon, my bride,
9 You have ravished my heart,
10 How sweet is your love,
11 Your lips distill nectar, my bride;
12 You are a garden enclosed,
13 Your plants are an orchard
14 nard and saffron,
15 You are a garden fountain,
16 Arise, north wind! Awake, south wind!
- Letter to the Ephesians 5,25
- Psalms 45,9
- Exodus 3,8
- Isaiah 55,1
After Isaiah's poems celebrating the new Jerusalem, the bride of the Lord (Is 61:10 and 62:5), the Song of Songs contemplates the virginal bride who will be the New People.
You are a garden enclosed. She has kept herself totally for the Blessed One: the virginal bride whom God hoped for after the many prostitutions of his people - and differing from so many religions and religious practices where one seeks one's own profit, where God is never treated as someone. Virginity consecrated to God: a way of saying that he suffices, and that we can give him everything without having previously or at the same time tried all the other experiences.
Here again, we find Mary-Virgin.
Let my lover come to his garden. Most of the time, our good deeds are not particularly important to God because they are not wholly for him and we have already cashed in on 95% of their value. We hoped that others would see and know about them, we feel better for having done them, and finally we ask God to also take them into account. In the end, he found no fruit which had not been touched or tasted by others.
