Unto you the whole earth be given. By Devine breath, that which is dust Be brought into the realm of the living. Through love created, by wisdom designed Intentionally in the Lordβs own image. What is it to you that seems pleasing to Eat? What limits you now will no longer If you would reach out your hand to the fruit and feast on that which is withheld. What matter of conscience deters you? What causes you to hesitate?