Awake, O north wind; and come thou south; blow upon my garden that the spices thereof may flow out (Song of Solomon 4:16). 

It is still the breath of our beloved we should crave to bring alive our barren land. Just as our lover blew across the valley of dry bones and caused an army to live again, His very breath can still make alive the deadest of hearts, dreams, marriages, churches, etc. 

If we'll connect to the true vine then our Husbandman will cultivate our/His garden (John 15). 

Long for your Lover's breath today & He'll kiss you with His presence.