(“Song of Solomon” oil painting by Slavujac)
In the eyes,we could see the
undercurrents of unspoken feelings……
we were sitting together….
spending lavishly the time,in oblivion,
the space between us was in blissful silence,
sharing a harmonious responsiveness…..
we were learning a lesson…..
‘communication can occur in several levels”
and imbibing the feeling….the reflection….
“there is nothing more than us”.
(Song of Solomon 7.12“Let us rise early and go to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine has budded, And its blossoms have opened, And whether the pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my love. 13“The mandrakes have given forth fragrance; And over our doors are all choice fruits, Both new and old, Which I have saved up for you, my beloved.…)