40x40in - Oil on Canvas

Chapter 4, verses 1-3

How beautiful you are!

Your eyes are like doves behind your veil;

Your hair is like a flock of goats

That have descended from Mount Gilead.

Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes

Which have come up from their washing,

All of which bear twins,

And not one among them has lost her young.

Your lips are like a scarlet thread,

And your mouth is lovely.

Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate

Behind your veil.

After I persevered through some trials and difficulties, I felt seen and known but deeply accepted by the Lover of my soul. Even though I have flaws and imperfections, I felt cherished and esteemed, giving me a confidence I had never known.