See, here she comes...

She sneaks up on me, as she always does.
I look up and she is here, and I rush to greet her.
L'cha! Dodi! Lik'rat kalah!
In splendor, in glory, in humility, in humanity - she stands.
Her glow fills the very corners of my heart.
She gently kisses me on each cheek - shamor, v'zachor.

Come sweet messengers, come in with her too.
Bo'achem - l'shalom.
You are welcome, as always.
I fling the doors wide open, and bask in their presence.

Mi melech, malachei ham'la'chim, ha'Kadosh, baruch Hu.