From the Mountains of Bether.....


He calls me dearheart,

whispering His words

deep into my spirit.


Yet, He is my Deer Hart!

For He comes bounding

down from the heights

searching for me with

each sunrise and sunset.


He finds me, His dearheart,

as I am found in Him.....


* Bether = separation


This is for dverse poets prompt to write a quadrille [44 words] using some form of the word 'heart'. My inspiration comes from Song of Solomon.

Here is the Link to dverse poets : Hearts

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