Imagine,
Just for a moment, 
That Eve had a daughter
Before the desert.
And,
Remaining pure,
She was left behind,
The sole tenant of that holy garden.
Retaining her creation-day innocence,
She is imprisoned
by her eternal perfection.
Naked, pure,
she is a ghost
haunting heaven.

girlofthesky

Eve's Daughter

*tall afternoon shadows were cast*
*all giants of mast*
*across the block* 
*height's soaring stock* 

*stretching from fence-post to fence-post* 
*many feet in host*
*the tip flies big*
*a great lofty sprig* 

*trees towering like skyscrapers* 
*high of tapers*
*late eve's lanky stalks* 
*lie on ground walks*