A garden inclosed (meaning barred) is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up , a fountain sealed. Song of Solomon 4:12
The Virgin’s Song
I am a mysterious garden that is locked
The sordid are turned away, all deception is blocked
Where are all my precious fruit grow wild and free
And only my Master has the key.
He will give it to whom our Heart selects
A Man of Valor, one of God’s elect
Whose golden heart has been tried by fire
Who surrenders to my Master his every desire.
Some see my bars as chains,
They only want to see my pain.
But I am free, I am safe in El Shaddai!
We are never alone, my sisters and I.
All my treasures wait for the One who is worthy of the key.
The One who will awaken all these passions in me.
P.S. That pic looks familiar doesn’t it? When I saw it I gasped!