All night … I looked
for the one my soul loves;
I looked for him but did not find him.
I will go through the streets of the city,
I will search for him my soul loves.
The watchmen found me as they made their rounds in the city.
I asked them,
“Have you seen my love?”
The angels pitied me.
They said to me,
“Search among the lilies…
He is not here!
He lies not in darkness
Nor in the folds of the cloth.”
But I could not breathe, so sick was I with love,
So I asked the gardener,
“Where have you taken him? Tell me!”
“Woman,” he asked,” why do you weep,
Your beloved is yours and you are his.
He feeds his flock among lilies.
I rose, a rose unfolding, lilies opened at my feet
My love was so complete, my…
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