I imagine how beautiful is His secret garden in Heaven.
All kinds of known and unknown flowers are there.
My bridegroom leads me to the wedding and gives me a bouquet that he made himself.
It brings hope and living water inside of me.
With His love, I can do anything and can go anywhere.
Because I love Him and He loves me.

My beloved spoke, and said to me:
“Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
 For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. 
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
 The fig tree puts forth her green figs,
And the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell.
Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away!” 
(Song of Songs 2:10-13)