With our vows we run along the trees,
being chased by hunters who are displease,
the pleasant wind turned into trembling breeze.
But thy face can put everything at ease.
These hunters throws us their burning arrow,
blocking the ways of straight and narrow,
they tried to fill our night with sorrow.
But you saved me like a long lost hero.
To the righteous one they sent their decree,
they built our cage and buried the key.
But this love will always fly wild and free,
against all odds I will always choose thee.
In this wood filled with darkness and mayhem,
voices of wise telling us to condemn.
But with thy touch I found my calming gem,
"play our songs and dont listen to them".
In sunlight I let thee see my shortfall,
yet, with thy tender hand thee took them all.
Thee lift my hope when they start to crawl,
at night of raging fire thee built my wall.
We hide in woods like forsaken flower,
throw of Hunter's brawl in every hour,
their piling ill-will now built a tower.
But inside this wood this love is our.
They want to change our unrighteous​ fate,
every step of toes hear them slate,
as this love will handcuff the arch and great.
But reckless love less ill than revered hate.
I will follow thy lead in this woodland,
with your promises that tied in my hand,
"In every tiff we will take a stand"
"keeping our vows written on the sand"
If this is wrong I dont want to be right.
In every blitz see this love armed to fight,
When this woodland covers the moon at night,
our searing love will be our light.
© rabbi