Seeing these things, he longs for his beloved even more. He compares his wife (who is somewhere in the house) to a dove who is somewhere in a rocky cleft. She has hidden herself away. It looks like she is locked up. He comes now to free her from the loneliness. He lures her with his voice full of love. She is his dove and no one else. He wants so much to see her again. She is so beautiful to him. He is so looking forward to hearing her familiar voice again. She is his beloved. For too long he had to live without her, without her being near him. His love is calling her. He is convinced that, like a dove, with a few beats of her wings, she can leave the rocky cleft to be with him.
She is coming. She can no longer keep herself hidden. Her heart longs for him too much.
14 O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the crannies of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.