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O My Love,

there is no wall between You and me.

Whatever veil seems to curtain me from others,

You are never hidden,  never dressed in armor.

You are always right here.

For any who leave their fortress,

to live in Your branches

of bounty and beauty,

You are like a vine of deep strength

that grows in a garden

to shade mountains

and reach roots to rivers,

a Tree of Life.