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eden

do we know whose bold hand proffered the apple?

both languished in paradise, wander and eat,

making love their primary preoccupation...

do we know who named the animals,

the trees and birds and flowers?

when stewardship became dominion..

 

do we know what knowledge means?

recognizing your ****** seems a small price

to pay for the world of emotion -

lust's sharp intensity,

the fierceness of anger

or a kiss...

 

do we know the humble serpent

-God's creation- was to blame?

curiosity perhaps, or boredom more likely,

ensconced in a gorgeous garden

living know-nothings

their idle exploration of Eden.

 

who wrote this story? who made these myths?

what is now an ossified creed was then

a nascent religion; many claiming the one Truth.

beliefs in faith-based fact flourishing -

all the debates on divinity.

 

the Garden, The Woman, the Snake and the Tree

this account survived, recorded and writ for ages

a myth that may never have happened..

this ancient story lives on to

confirm the sin and

rattle the soul.

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Mar 2, 2012
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