Song of Songs 8

"Place me like a seal over your heart,
like a seal on your arm.
For love is as strong as death,
its jealousy as enduring as the grave.
Love flashes like fire,
the brightest kind of flame.
Many waters cannot quench love,
nor can rivers drown it.
If a man tried to buy love
with all his wealth,
his offer would be utterly scorned."
-Song of Songs 8:6-7


I think this might be my favorite section of the book...just the flowing poetry...

The idea of comparing love to be as strong and enduring as our own finite and inevitable morality has such...odd yet interesting...

This life is limited but...and yet...this is not the end.
As silly, impossible, sad, painful and broken as things are...
There is hope.
Wonderful, impossible, impractical and unexpected hope.

Finding reality in a tension between rigid religion and free flowing spirituality...
Finding love, purpose, grace and hope in infinite and unexpected Love.