Song Of The Bridegroom Poem by Obed dela Cruz

(A Friend of mine asked me to write this for His Bride.)

Far from My enchanting voice you have wandered alone
While other singers and musicians play for your love,
But promise Me that you shall make their music unknown
And the cry of My heart shall you consider above.

When you hear the hymns from the choir of paradise birds
As their sound lead you from the edges of doubts and fears,
Hear Me as I sing with them and listen to my words,
Behold the fading of the deepest darkness that stirs.

And if in the labyrinth harmony lost its way,
Stuck in the maze without a Guide to lead the way out,
I will sing and give to you the golden sky of day,
And make nature reveal the sound that casts away doubt.

My music is far sweeter than the harp of David,
More passionate than the words of ten thousand lovers,
For in the innermost part of Me its roots buried,
Whose blossom shall endure even past the universe.

Come back to Me and let Me fill your head with the song,
The unending chorus to express My love for you.
Sing with Me throughout eternity for life is long,
Each lasting music creates a fresher morning dew.